I wonder what I see all days:
Cold souls or just cold words.
I wonder if the objects of the prays
Are devils who call themselves Lords.
I wonder if the life's just good,
I wonder if it's truth.
I wonder if somebody could
Make any feat for you.
I wonder who is wise today:
Romanticist or thug.
I wonder if the real blame
Is still the shame, not drug.
I wonder when... I wonder why
The faith in love can crash.
I wonder if the Sun could die
Forever... with last flash...
I wonder if these lines can turn
The whole World like a thunder,
I wonder if they are like horn,
Like simple truths... I wonder...
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