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| Sol |
exlusion has lost its venom its weeping dark no more envelops a tired resignation alone stands for me to them i understand so alone i sit, devoid of laugh my carpet rough, no stony grass hardened ply bed beside to rest the hissing night water blue and icy heart no light, resigned to end will tonight my ending be? or not, mayhap i go on alone again, my mind to plea for it bleeds my heart till no more it can and like a monarchs robes cast off and dying. looses its gilded lustre and its furred trim no luxury left. power alone to continue |
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