puzzling, killing ,destroying
weeping, crying, burning
Ruin, pain, loss
blood, flesh, bones
bones of whom's
who are in the dooms
Mother, father, brother
lukiest one's all together
Happiness, joys, where are they
youth's hearts are red, but everything is grey
Aches in the graves.
youth is in the slaves.
The extreme of the pain ends in nothing
and this nothing is nothing, but love.
Don't try to convert love into aches,
because aches know how to merge and take revenge from races
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