The original poem is from the set "Reflect transgressions".
Life awaits us all
With an illusion of souls
That all eventually fall
Creating aimless goals
Life is an endless fight
Go ahead and choose your side
You'll anyways see the light
A conflict for what is right
Life is a well-planned book
The author was never shook
Life is an inevitable story
So go ahead and seek fake glory
Life is a way you taint gold
Until the time you are called
A time when all men fall
A time of which we all know
You try to escape with might
Only to find you tremble in fright
The viper is sure to bite
One by one each night
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