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I am sorrow Criticized by every one of you Deeply craved, too Free of pain I am sorrow Deserted by every creature Alone and hopeless Fearless of what may come my way Sympathy from many Tears of sadness fall to the ground Speak to me, I am not death, I am sorrow that wants to listen. |
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