Why On Earth My Dreams And Hopes...
Came no true, my friend?
My life put me in the spots -
There is Sufferland.
How could you to spend the day
That was stolen out?
How could you to leave away
All the things you found?
What's the caravan of males
In the gloomy beams!
I have sobered from betrails,
I have drunk from dreams...
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