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A empty room
I used to love nature.
Watch a flower grow and bloom.
Now I am all alone
Here in an empty room.
I used to love to play.
The suns rays, i used to consume.
But even the sun himself has left me
Here in an empty room.
I suppose because it has reasons.
To which I do presume.
To leave me here to die,
Here in an empty room.
"Or perhaps maybe not"
I say, as i build my tomb.
And yet, what does it matter? I am
Here in an empty room.
Farewell to anyone who hears me.
I speak with great volume.
I shall see you in another life, or perhaps,
Here in an empty room.
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