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The deadly lonesomeness and its blues,
Impair and impede and obstruct,
My constant lonely search for some clues,
To take a hold of me, construct.

My shattered, hopeless, hopeless ,nameless life,
By putting to an end its hopeless aloof,

And end its wayward, clueless endless strife,
I want to do this but I can not cope.

Locate my central self till it heeds,
With deadly blues of love sameness and want,

And needlessly keep brooding on my need,
I want to end this brooding but I can’t.

That till my last need encumbered breath,
I will have to live this living death.

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