How I wish
Life is as seems as it is
With lighter heart amongst
How can it be me as heavy astray
A facade,
In deep agony hides
Sorrow never leaves
In a moment where misery resides
In the deepest woods,
Feeble Owl sob
Frailing wings, dreary spirit
Where panacea is to perish
A facade,
It is better hide
In the midst of somewhere
Where no one knows where, but I
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