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The starless night sky bewails its pitch darkness, So does my heart - enervated with abating verve; ’Tis an unsettling gloom that shrouds...

When impedances fettered my hopes, When life became akin to bleak tropes; When the shimmer of exuberance faded, And I was rendered...

The road ahead may be turbulent and pernicious, And the journey may not be as alluring; There’s some leap of faith that something...

Yes, this night might be weary, Vexatiously unsettling and dreary - The cauldron of desperation’s brewing, Manifestations of fears’...