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A Curse on the Ground

In a cold and dark abyss, I linger.

Each day feels like an endless winter.

No one seems to understand or care,

My presence is rejected, so how is it fair?


Alone, I am, like a lone bird in the sky,

Abandoned by all, the world has lied.

No hope it seems, no one to hold on to,

No one to give me a reason to live, why?


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