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I Along a riverbed of red Surrounded by gold leaves Silver branches reaching out to me Soft breeze in my hair But guilt is watching me One step after another one soaked ground Rain's scent flowing cold into my face I Crying upon a rock in rushing water Screaming muffled in the roar Tears in the humid summer Sobs in the biting winter Silence in the crackling of the fall Spong puddles reflect my dead self I With blurred vision clearing See the truth Witness my shame in sharp clarity Awake for the last time Bid farewell to this life of mine