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The life of mine so disgusted-I'm frustrated,
Why poison poured within me-uninterested?
Ah! The game of life so heinous that we play,
Patience vomits virtue and vice slay, slay, slay…
What kind of mud and from which planet's clay?
I lay under hopeless sun -dead split with splay.
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