Poetic muse
In loneliness, stranded in a row boat in dark nights,
Looking for the beacon of light, last hope to survive,
In sadness and despair, even the bright day looks so gloomy,
The nights seem haunted by the dark shadows in mind,
When one loses hope to survive being separated by lover,
Feel like jumping over from the cliff, and reunite in another life.
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