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Followed beyond the realm of sorrows
sunk beneath my conquered seams
I met with life and ached to borrow
a whisper in my shouting dreams
I brought myself within the chamber
of the yesterdays forgot
until my own depth aimed to hamper
my visions of the world I sought
Bring me past the tired folly
of my spiteful destructive whims
as I bask in melancholy
in the hope of all that's grim