I’m drawing my pain in your body
A soft touch with the internal loneliness
Vibrating life to a feral reason
Outcome for the outstanding or a melancholic aftermath ...
Another day of toil and strife,
Another page so white,
Within that fateful Log of Life
That I and all must write;
Another page without a stain
To make of as I may,
That done, I shall not see again
Until the Judgment Day.
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