by Threnody I wander lost Looking up Or is it up? I am so alone I can’t see Buried deep In these caverns This pit of Hell That my own heart led me to. Even the cold moonlight Would bring some relief From this cold emptiness Of the world which I see now is Paltry And uncaring.
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