My own people
Do I avoid;
My life nowdays
Seems so void.

I think perhaps
Its an ambition
I do Lack.
I wish that
Someone out there
Would hold my back.

With these thoughts
I gonna seclude;
To look out for my life
Do I seek solitude.

Well hope that
In my solitary trance,
I wold make out a lyre;
To make me sing and To Dance,
And to my dead cold soul
Would add lively fire...

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