Suddenly, all those years of reading words – beautiful, mysterious and frightful words were being let out — Naa Takia
Have you thy gluttony satisfied
Murderous deceitful allies?
Have you thy thirst lessened finally?
Then let my past live again
or this noon, beside his tomb I shall hang
O’ tomorow’s joy
Gladden my pitiful chest with rest
And grant me one selfish wish!
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