~
Bed of solitude underlies,
Mirror searches a virtue in the vice,
Repressed, suppressed, failed unties,
Once again the heart cries!
~
Not the first time, these good byes,
Life falls back yet again after the rise,
Fortune plays the same old dice,
Once again the heart cries!
~
Away it flies,
To the dark aloof skies,
A little more it dies,
Once again the heart cries!
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