New eyes, so young, now seek you in the dust,
New landscapes gaze at me, consumed by trust.
My heart, like blossoms, sheds its fragile grace,
My heart, like thorns, now finds a bitter space.
I am troubled, troubled, burning fire's sting,
I am troubled, troubled, where grievances cling.
You in me, I find your kindred way,
Looking at you, a soul in wild array.
Together we walk, shadows that sway,
Apart, you vanish, drifting far away.
I am troubled, troubled, weary, and worn,
I am troubled, troubled, a tempest born.
I am troubled, troubled, forgetting all that’s near,
I am troubled, troubled, arriving, lost in fear.
I am troubled, troubled, will a trace appear?
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