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1.
A Friend

Here I sit, under the bright melancholic moon.
Singing softly, a sorrowful tune.
And as I sing, I write my mind.
A friend I seek, of my own kind.
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2.
Endurance

There sat a man,
In the darkest of days.
He fights as he can,
Til' his soul decays.
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