Paenitenda Oblitus

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To exist means to be forgotten
The day of judgment is yet to come
I hope you'll be perfumed in bloomed orchids
And bathed in deep waters.
To be one with the soil
But to become one, I'll suffer.

To walk means to float
The shoes that covered your feet
Protecting them from the thorns that might hurt them.
The roses will be crying knowing they've shed their thorns
In the abyss of where nature shall be the purest it can ever be.
Pure.

To love means to be loved
One heart that used to ache for the other
Ends up being the one ached for.
The rightful laws of blood existence, read aloud:
'It's faith shall be to feel and coexist,
The pulse of it will perpetuate,
In the vault of the thunders and waters
It's flame will keep igniting in every gleam,
From every corner of the earth, feeding from its' memories,'

This is the end of a road, at the beginning of the horizon;
We shall exist in silence, suffocated by the ground,
But we will be in a much better place.

We will be at peace.
Ad infinitum.

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⏰ Last updated: May 21, 2023 ⏰

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