Theme: Spirituality

The Meed

No one to cry when I near my last days,
Even my heart withers in the sun's rays
My sorrows buried me in the sand's world,
Whilst my last song made me lonely and cold
Through death I spring again from my mind's seed,
And live forever cloying my life's meed.


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