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My Lethe
My life elapsed though I haven't existed yet .
My hopes unappear and noway to make them appear.
Looking for my lost life still .
I'll feel it even upon my will .
Neither am I a king nor a queen but beneath .
But so enough to possess my own Lethe .
A lot I knew but so late !!
I knew that my hopes impressed under my tree ,
to live as beautiful as a bird to be free .