An Elegy on Death-3
AN ELEGY ON DEATH -3
Bow like rainbow it gave
While I want to it near,
I want to it heart embrace
While even cann't give me own fear.
Smile a lot I do in mask
While ,the last it true when?
It's I think very difficult task,
Hide with pain regression then.
The small bonds of Psaltery
Leave with the worst condition,
When they again sound ,try,
Listen! not till,you don't give deccoration.
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