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A grim Thoroughfare
The road I take is hollow
Nothing but sorrow for those who follow
Not all lives, but fades
Into dark folds of eternal shade
We do enter the living realm
Holding nothing but a helm
Forever no one stays
We wither like rains of May
Why do I face this confusion?
Bleak and dreary is this illusion
Is there a light at the end?
Of this tunnel that never bends
What is this life?
If not a dramatic strife
Our will to survive
In people is rampant and rife
Verily it's not that bad
So why be sad?
My friend do not despair
In love and war it's all fair
