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Motions dreamless sorrow and wastefulness
clouds above one way roads of emptiness
a word such as depression could not heave  
up and over fortune is where I grieve
all found in this world where burials rest
only themselves to blame the waiting game
no two are alike and never the same
the world forsaken and I do detest
one seat to eagerly think and believe
somewhat of trials of tribulation
glory be what sent down from me receive
never a word nor any quotation
find yourself in times test endlessly late  
appreciate your dismal path and fate