A lonely soul in a barren land,
No bosom to rest, nor a helping hand.
Alone in the middle of nowhere.
Sipping from the holy grail.
Weary, and worn you're bound to be frail.
Sweet drink with poison,
Such is the cup of life.
We all should drink from it ,
But who will survive?
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Good night beautiful souls.
