Forgive me once more for I've been nursing blues at my bosom.
WELL, NO MORE!
Hear me all you corners of the earth!
Oh, grim reminiscence of a dim luminescence!
NO MORE I SAID!-
of this grave incandescence inspiring a concrete essence.
You see, I was once a young and wiry lass and then lost it all in the stockmarket crash.
And though these muddy hands of life have taken hold of me by my collar, it's enough for me to be grateful that i can inhale, exhale, dance, and holler.
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