State
The state of the sorrow
Is the filling of a thought
the moment that we wonder
of what we see as right
the memory of the state
is the filling I thought tonight
no wonder is to late
to follow the moon light
the moon that was too deep
the sadness off the view
wondering about nothing else
of the state off my point of view
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