The Forbidden Heights - Your Life is a Myth

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Once upon a time, a poet consumed himself endlessly, composing night and day,
wishing to leave his mark in the history of creation.
Generations came and departed full of poets like him,
all wishing to leave their footprints in the hearts of nations.

One day, a poet collected all the works of former generations
and laid them bare before him.
And behold, he saw his greater footprints.

 

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There are those who first receive worldly praise and then are sent to their crucifixions. Then there are others who are crucified first and then taken down from their crosses to receive worldly honor and worship. Either way, the world is cruel.