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tell me this ,oh utter hue
the faded wretch,withdrawn
acsends by 2s
the tattered wings
of caffine dreams
far gone,forget this world
your sense of life
this intelect,forbid
embrace the words
my state of mind
these thoughts from which we fade
awafeed,the hate the fear
the fuel from which most flee
set ablaze the light of truth
embrace your tradegy
a word uncouth
befitting youth
the age from which me stray, an honest end
for which we strive
of nonexistent days