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• Artiste: Esoteric
• Titre: Disconsolate
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Although we may rationalise Nurture our fate Nothing can prepare or compare with This immeasurable sense of loss All can be calm Until that thought arises And plummets toward the ground Time passes like the dripping of a tap And sleep, becomes that time when the body can no longer be awake Each morning, eyes blearier than the night before But it had passed As I was there within it Watching over as if through the eyes of another Through conscious repetition But my thoughts were elsewhere Longing, but unable to take the steps That might continue this journey Indignant in this bleak landscape, that no longer binds Each serene moment, accompanied by another full of dread And I resolve To that familiar feeling time tries so hard to bury To live life, only to bear