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Lamentation of the Soul
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my coach with my weeping; my eyes waste away because of grief… I feel somewhat like Quoheleth of old, to wit, that everything...
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Returning to Serenity With Sélená
Cold wind blows in lonely desolation, snow upon snow, Row after row along undulating hills in shrill sound Deafening even thoughts bought at the precious price Of returning here, but my soul steered as...
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For Fame and Acclaim
Go ahead, strike a pose! No one knows who you are In this quixotic little bar; Go ahead, untame yourself Like uncontrolled flame, After all no one will blame Cause the name of the game Is fame, my...
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Something Has Changed, Something Strange
Something has changed inside you, something strange Over the whole range of your person, now rearranged, Yet you smile the same way and walk through the day Just as you always have, but it’s as if you...
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