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In the calm darkness I cry alone and barren,

having not produced a single feeling of joy.

Years have passed with depression in my soul,

sadness in the depths never seeing light.

I wonder why I should go on in this gloom,

relief but a heartbeat away at my hand.



I have to believe that happiness can be mine,

this darkness can be forced from my soul.

Though so far it is not so, for gloom is all I know.