I don't know where he waits for me
Here , there, or near the big banyan tree.
I don't know if he lives and founds me
Even under the turquoise sea.
I don't want to go to hug him tightly
In fact I want to live there where his presence seen can't be.
I am a creature and he is my Lord
But what can I do if I love so much the world?
I hate him....
This is not true.
But mostly I hate his darkest ego.
He is death and I am his servant.
But remember I will win him one day
And now I am waiting for that moment.
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