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Toiling Despair and Dread

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Toiling despair and dread,
I sit a chilling stone,
I walk the plains,
Fearful and alone,
I jump up, but fall down
I roam lost, yet foun’,
I run left, but move right,
The roaring deafness, shadowed light,
A serious madness, a blind delight!





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