I’ve felt that love is wrong
I’ve felt that the stepping stones
Went into a whirlpool of drowned dead men
I’ve felt that death blamed me for its broken teeth
I’ve felt that tree never had blossom
And that streams never had fish
I’ve felt that the only star in the sky
Over the populous city really was alone
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