Land Of Sorrow There I lay in the eternal land of sorrow, Swimming in the river of melancholy, With faceless bodies of lies and deceit floating alongside to everlasting doom, Then suddenly as if like a miracle from above, My conscious was awakened and my spirit rose, I broke through barriers of self doubt and fear as I clawed back to the land of joy and happiness, Only to realise that people who were ruling it were wearing human masks, And underneath these marks were same figures of lies and deceit as I saw in the land of eternal darkness.
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