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This is from one of my new poems that I wrote a couple days ago . I'm quite fond of this particular part of the poem!
Joy is nigh where great grief waits
All hung above in my fates
And to this life I see
A reflection that is me.
All lost is what I see
A tune that's longing to be free
With joy a distant memory,
I fall into the darkened sea.
Music is a soothing care
Where I follow it near to there
A somber sleep with me does fall
With voices' shadows me do call.
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