With help of many honest precious prays

Surrounded by a bunch of stormy days
I’m searching for the path to paradise
With help of many honest precious
prays,
I’m glad that I remember that advice.

Here leaps a beast that people hatred call,
There in the bushes meanness hidden
lies
As if it’s waiting that I’ll die or fall
And lose my chance to get to paradise.

But I am strong that’s why they can’t stop me,
Their black attacks will take away their strength,
I know that very soon I will be free,
will leave behind my daily tears and stress.


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