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Early morning breaks the darkness which impend
Upon my dreams that has haunted me again
In which attains me yet a heart is mend
For i realize that I may not be sane

Isn't great to find your worth naught
The dark lonely night has opened my eyes
Pure mangling blue heaven knows i brought
Deep in the cell of my heart will it try?

Oh for this is an irrational verse
Thoughts begin to turn thoughtless
A ghost becomes a transverse
Why not such stanzas be zilch spotless

The season seems to be in a still
Winter still leaves a callous bitter chill





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