My mind is blank, waiting to be awake, 

There is nothing to satisfy the thirst, 

No amount of knowledge will do, 

Through and through, man will never know the truth, 

Man is fit for this world, 

And this world is not true, 

That next, that eternal world is true, 

My mind waits for something that will never come through 


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