Blue Must I write, Through all the troublesome despair? From places to words , from time to memories To record through words, a place a regret. Freeing boundaries of scent and tales of yore, I feel twosted and manipulated even more By an invisible being of unknown force This being mustn't pay heed to my remorse, And do justice to every exhaulted source So someday soon, my fate will run its course.
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