Silent creature, whose eyes fill with tears,
Your pitiful life is full of sorrow and cries,
A life full of false views and fears,
A life filled with false words and lies.
Yet you hold on to your life that you treasure,
You hold on to the lies that were told,
On a life filled with pains and no pleasure,
You hold on to the pains you behold.
Your pitiful life is full of sorrow and cries,
A life full of false views and fears,
A life filled with false words and lies.
Yet you hold on to your life that you treasure,
You hold on to the lies that were told,
On a life filled with pains and no pleasure,
You hold on to the pains you behold.
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