Am I at a bliss,
Is this moment a miss,
Could it be at this,
Who am I?
Why am I like this,
Did the target miss,
In order to end up like this,
Who am I?
I'm in a swirling abyss,
All good I've missed,
No cure can make me bliss,
Who am I?
Is he a cruel spectator,
Or is he a dead specter,
No greatness is this creator,
Who am I?
Why has it come to this,
How can it come to this,
Why did I lose my sight on this,
Who am I?
You may riddle this ponder
You’re wrong on this wonder
Just go for a wander
Maybe you can find the right ponder
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