About what could I write
If not for the feelings
That I am able to drag aside?
They hunted me as ghosts
In search of something
That I assured to be a threshold
Coming from Bad thing's deed
Despair and Sadness
Needed to have an end
To lead me to great happiness
I decided to raise my flag then
If only I were to write
In memorium in all the places
Shall I still remember or let them die?
An epic feeling
Taking an advantage
Of a free and wealthy atmosphere
It came along my way
Not letting good things far away
All hurricanes made of me
The person who bravely
Stands the way I can be
Here, I can live
And I thank Cosmos' strength
and the special angels' perseverance
Also the musas' inspiration
In blowing ideas into my mind
And to remain by my side
Giving me a new chance
To undo the past and gently glide
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