I am someone lost,
There lies on my heart that frost,
Which made my world so silent,
Yet the outer world is so violent,
My eyes and ears are close,
This world is not which I chose,
O listen! O listen! I'm lost.
O see! O see! I'm lost.
I want to find myself at any cost,
But yet, I'm lost, in frost.
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