The path is long and cold
Only memories of your generous smile
Warm up the resilient determination
To carry on this absurd walk
Leading to absurd thoughts about existence
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The walk evokes dormant feelings
Considered, for long, gone and dead:
Feelings of love and infatuation
In an environment strewn with hatred
And dislike for the other in his squalid otherness
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The path continues undeniably boring
Birds swoon over the trees
Then soar in the sky celebrating
Their short but fulfilling passage on this earth
While humanity decays of wanton and despair
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Meanwhile life continues on and on
For more misery and gloom
For more lies and desires of possessiveness
For a boring path in which humanity looses its soul
Or maybe for the pleasure of solitude
In an open-ended trek of repentance
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The path is green and the forest is lush
All this contrasts sharply with a strong desire for
Destruction of self and all surrounding forms of life
And all that is beautiful and inspiring and overwhelming
And of course this miserable naked humanity
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The path is there sinuous but beautiful and gracious
But all these forked tongues and sweet lies and treachery
And deception and religious absurd design
Make it look in the end, alas
A tedious and endless search of oneself, what a pity!