Villanelle
The world is sadness
Over things unseen we are stumbling
In everything there is madness
Though we have success
We get the feeling
The world is sadness
In all this hopelessness
We comprehend nothing
In everything there is madness
All the things we witness
We sit quivering
The world is sadness
Happiness is regardless
We are raging
In everything there is madness
In all this stillness
We are from this world, parting
The world is sadness
In everything there is madness
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