TRUTHS

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  My aspiration  

 

 

 

Some want too much, in abundance,

the gold that brings the choler, the anger and drags

the might, the force — as much it is enough

for the conquest of the happiness.

 

 

 

 

To have thousand glories and the adorned forehead,

other indifferent they want to the gold.

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I aspire health; and, as the believers,

faith and illusion - nothing else.

 
 

 

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