Solitude; is life's ingratitude to me-
I swear I believe my life end I see
Not shall I cry, I've done my share
Love and solitude both I bear.
Winter twinkling the tears,
Spring sprouting the colours,
Done with all, done enough,
Any moment my steam'll puff.
Blow up in solitude,
No love, no life,
For both left
Without goodbye.
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