At times a sadness grows from someone's heart and flows out into a song of regret.
Tears forming in their mind with every word spoken aloud, giving up themselves in a song, glistening with tears of sadness, being alone and empty.
Then when done, people clapping and saying well done, not knowing the true pain within that the song has brought back for them to mourn anew.
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