Where are those souls now?
Where are those souls
who quit this rubble zone?
Are they clustered behind
twinkling stars? Wish to be
eclipsed by the strolling white
puffs of clouds? Or shake
hands with comets?
Yet they desire not to
return to this mound of
hellish fire of corruption
jealousy embittered by hatred
and devouring calumny.
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