Where shall I go on a gloomy day
Where shall I go on a gloomy, rainy day,
When the darkness is surrounded around me,
And hath made me drown,
Sunken in a darkness,
But the raven is waiting outside,
Ready to take me to the dungeons of solitude.
What is the use of seeing others when they are never gonna be here with me?
They say even a pot with a hole is useful, since it waters the land.
But what about me?
Am I more worse than that?
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