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I'm wondering of

Where's the answer?

Endless searching for a reason

of their suffering

Inside us all

Inside of yourself is a palace

Why do they create

So much issue?

there is no goal.

It is radiating from a bleeding arrow

There is nothing to do.

There I see all of nothing

There I see no pride

Inside us all

There's a bleeding heart

Torn and fallen

Through disease

Life is not beautiful.