@yngood
@yngood A vain gift, a random gift,
Life, why were you given to me?
Or why fate is a secret
Are you sentenced to death?
Who makes me a hostile power
From nothingness he called,
Filled my soul with passion,
Has your mind been agitated by doubt?..
There is no goal in front of me:
The heart is empty, the mind is idle,
And it makes me sad
The monotonous noise of life.
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