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Rivers of Joy

Rivers of Joy

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The rivers of joy have all run dry

Bare boulders of sorrow stare in the face

No blossoms burst forth from a soiled earth

Days fall like shrivelled autumn leaves

No bird is there on a branch to trill

A Styrofoam sky suffocates my laboured breathing

Darkness melts into a deeper darkness

And the season of misfortune rejoices in its resplendent glory.


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