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Inferno
I yearn for nothing, yet I expect more
Aimlessly wandering in life endless maze
That menacing lane I have tread before
Spends my life in empty repeated days
Hope is my only sin and my reward
Forlorn, I fathom reasons of despair
This silence around me, I once adored
Is torturing me, making me aware
That crimson dream is yet to dawn on me
And that portrait of life is miles ahead
Blind leading the blind is all I see
And life of lamenting the living dead
Denounced from life's melancholic joy
What is to treasure I fail to employ
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