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Sound of the abyss

The bell of my sorrow
hung in my heart
quietly rings through all eternity.

Mercy in the beauty of flowers or
abundance of the Lord
wonft stop the sound.

As the stranger in the city,
I was given a job.
Every night I fortunately could have something to feed myself,
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