When You Don't Wake Up on Earth...
In my ultimate refrain
I've only my sorrows
On the edge of the morrow
Shouting the regrets of my pain!
Whither indwells my disdain
I am hither harrowed
My path is narrowed
My choice of destiny is slain!
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