Semse the Tense
I was told close it seems..
and I've seen how close is becoming..
I thought much "how will it be that been, being?"
and am scared and prayed not to see the evil, along
I learned days come like a blink
and wondered how much have I done great..
I have seen a son of mother's and yet fatherless..
I got enough from a slave yet a master..
how good was the herd away from me
where did the edge ends, men less women missed..
why was I been given leaves
had it been I got NO farms
the pain will have been in vain..
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