I'm crying in my room,
Doors locked,
In the middle of the night.
Delight? I'm far away,
But a fine wisp of morning
Mist, raven's call of the day,
Rooster's first crow driving
Deep silence away. Earth
Shatters anew in oblivion,
Re-inventing the wheel of
Self; who art thou? My
Salvation? The lady of
Shalott? I gotta go now
See about a girl.
Inspired by the movie "Good Will Hunting".
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