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Impatiently sulking through dismal days A wretched state of dour contemplationSeeing only drab shades of darkest graysCaged in cyclical self-lamentation Imprisoned in humankind’s austere wallsConsoled by a primitive ambition Pacing madly about through endless hallsThe banality of repetition Yet the labyrinth ends in autumn lightThe purpose of life, so misunderstoodEmerging at last from eternal nightTraipsing alone through this primeval wood I lie tranquil, by myself in the treesDreaming on needles in cool autumn breeze   

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