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Of despair,
the verge upon
I sung the dirge
Through tears it swelled -
a painful curse
Why vie for things
that cannot be?
But this lament
was a fallacy
The cacophony softens,
and I recall -

"La musique adoucit
les pleurs"
“La musique adoucit les pleurs” – Pomme
(“Music softens the crying.”)

— The End —