Aspersorium

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I did not draw the course of life,

I did not draw death;

I did not miss the last bus,

I did not divulge my task.

Forgetful memories of a life,

Forgetful events till the last,

Forgetful breath and forgetful love - untold,

Forgetful stories and forgetful memoire – unsold.

The chronicle of my journey lies in my grave,

Wake me up and I will once again live;

To fulfil those unaccomplished task and overcome few lies,

How painful our last breadth for an unaccomplished life.

Wake me up I have a journey to make,

To the mountain to meet that sage;

Wake me I have to go back to my child,

To apologize for all those time I was in the wild.

Let me ring the bell for the God today,

Let me sing for my love today;

Let me seduce my spouse tonight,

Let me show that blind some light.

Help me rise on my foot,

Help me today with my boots;

For this is my last before I bid good bye,

As I want to see my lord – Eye to Eye.

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