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Here, I walk by our graves

In hope of an end

An end of desires

End to this struggle that deludes us

to be Human

I hear church bells

I hear prayers of the spirits

To let them rest in peace

They tell me, that our hope is their hell

Dreams, Desire, Greed, War

" no where to go, no new day"

Time stands still

Nothing to win,no where to go, no new day,

No will, shall be....

As we walk by our Graves