I swear
You were very near
In my great and friendly hour,
Now you are very far
In my adverse and gloomy year,
I scream in pain and despair,
But in vain,
I see a dark bird flying in my harsh sphere
And it proclaims in a rough voice,
"This is the severe truth of life,
Which nobody can deny."
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