Earth
too much madness
too much sadness
bring me serenity
bring me peace
when will my anxiety finally cease
I ask for just some gladness
I try to secure my identity
I try to exclude negativity
This stirring and restlessness within me
bubbles with frustration
What can be the key?
To be securely free
Oh, what a mess is this earthly creation
so it seems to me.
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