Bounded by chains,
Living amidst the rains.
Grounded by authority,
Yearning for purity.
Like seeking heat from ice,
Like quenching thirst with rice,
I remain eternally unsatiated, &
My damnation seems fated.
What brought me here,
I wonder.
What is it I fear,
I ponder.
Have I done evil,
For which I'm being punished?
Or was I just civil,
Whom the demons caressed?
I know not
What's happening, &
Whose plot
Is my life following?
O Nature please,
Come and rescue me.
I can't take this tease.
May His Mercy be on me.
I want to live again.
My freedom, I want to regain.
I'll then release these memories.
They'll leave me like leaves from trees.
I'll forgive the weather
For flowing hither and thither.
Like me, it left for a grass which was greener,
Unknownst that it was already much freer.
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