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A world of agony A land of sorrow The den of enemies And the witch's black sparrow The battle on the field The horse man and the king Got shot by a poison arrow Is this a story Is this a poem I seize to understand Is this another masterpiece To be written by my hand They said I need therapy I turn to music I embrace the feeling And wait for it to make meaning Now I'm lost in my delusions My world of imagination A world of my creation..