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Ignorance is bliss,
But my lips blow a sweet kiss,
A story that you will never know,
A story of truth, love, and hate.
For this story will bring down nations,
From the east to the west.

For I curse the strong,
And help the weak,
I am the one you shouldn’t fear,
But I am also the one you should hate,
I have seen plenty,
Yet love is still a miss.

The life I dream if nothing but a lie,
The tears I cry are the tears of dreams,
Life isn’t a mirage of happiness,
But I flood of sadness,
Life is a challenge.

But standing on a cliff,
I see the absence of life,
The void of the world,
And death the rocks below,
Yet I slip into this void.

Slip into the world,
Slip into death,
Slip into peace,
Slip into the end,
Slip from fiction into reality.

By: Andrey Sokolov

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