Its all about mistery.
when my eyes looked a Will forever I do not know
keep my tongue when I do not know something will come when
when the nose smell something I do not know Will remain
when my ears hear something I do not know Will ends
and when skinned man touches something I do not know Will eternal
all I saw, I guess, I smell, I heard, I guess there in the world
all just saw, I guess, I smell, I heard, I conjecture the physical senses
but the whole my body will later be destroyed and perish in the land
the meal worm, maggot and bacterial decomposers
and the bottom of the food chain
so what can I be proud of this world
I do not have anything
I am not anything
I’m not ready one, without soul, without life menghidupiku
life in this world is death and my eternal life after death is ragaku
but I never regretted keberadaanku in the world
I am only through a provision of the existing life cycle and this is the best
so …………….. still is there and no ???????????????
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