I was on the highest mountain,
Where I rode clouds without map,
I saw the deepest sea,
Where spirits talked to me.
Let me say something more,
To show what I felt before.
Too many yaers I need
To describe how I lived.
But it doesn't matter
What would happen,
'Cause I won't give up the fight,
With all that my great past.
About past
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