The Happy Times 

We go back
Back to
The roots of our happiness
For that happiness
Unholy and sordid
As it is
Has kept us alive
Though dangling by a bare, thin
Thread

We are nothing
To no one
Even to ourselves
No lovers to cherish
No enemies to spite
We are alone
Lonesome and Naked
Woe is Us !

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