oh, the blues of room
Speaking of a place.
Welcome back,
Out of my maze
where so full of lack,
so much I have to say,
to keep it at bay
the sore and pain.
Remember the days,
i run in faint,
with someone, a fren
How long then
through lost and trend,
the lonely it gets.
A lone soul in the rough
I live through to be tough.
So, Welcome back.
Liven up the stack
of maze and muses.
that someone
hears.
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