I reside in the darkest caves of morose
alone I lye there down in the dumps,
occupied with all possible shades of wretchedness
With no spark of shine, with no single ray of glisten
I walk on the bleak trail
I ramble mindlessly on this very trail
Which has no closing stage, it is uninterruptedly everlasting
With no twirl, with no twist and no turn
I m consistent of this, I do not fancy to run
I quit brawling, I cut short struggling
All the clash has been brought to a halt
I stopped fighting, I ended all the effort
The battle has been brought to a close
At this instant I am patient, I endure the eminent prejudice
And now I have become more tolerant
I have opted for silence, I ha
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