Of thorns and scorn, how this world has worn, for my soul severed by a sword, left in ashes for the winds to blow, not another step I shall go, for the waters fall and the grass will grow, but my time has come for me to go, a life of pain it has been insane, strife with poverty and indignity, moment by moment a void of despair, my hope cloaked as if it was never there;
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