Long search where lay
bleak scope of pray
bless bleed our time
wretched bear the crime.
Secrets of words passing by days
new emotinos cast in soul’s face
we waste the joy and sense of life
it’s punishing in heart the proud
death’s knife.
Strive in your pleas
when bow on knes
deadly sorrow torn
joy again born.
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