Damn near ages
Since I have known the comfort of my own land and my own home
Journeys abroad
Of both mind and body
Have come to make a weary man
Mockery! I am scorned by fallow fields
Suicide! May my blood quench the barren earth
The bitter truth of safety-torn-away
Ashes in my mouth
My mother, my father, my lover, my brothers
My companions laid to rest
Consolation
Supplication
Devastation
Indignation
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