I soared so high
I touched the sky
Then none can reach me now
I fell so low
Too deep in row
And none can reach me still
I soared,
I fell,
I flew,
I floated,
Still none has found my way
Without a pole I took a goal
In endless chase of toll
Still none had known
Still none has reached
My poor and lonely soul…
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