Don’t walk with me now
You all alive person
I’m busy with my friends
With only a small piece of land.
No where I can find the peace like here
Having the darkest nature.
But with the broad heart
The lights of it all around.
Neither here is hate
With only my grave mates.
Nor here is sword,
With those pinching word.
No alive person can,
Torture me.
I am there, where people
Cannot see me
With a few piece of land
Where the life come to an end.
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