| Please. |
| wake me when I am free
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| I cannot bear activity
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| Where my couch, I am told, «Hold no significance»
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| I waited and died in ignorance
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| but my inner eye can see, erase
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| who reigned as king in another place
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| The green trees were reached from fall
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| and every man spoke of beautiful men and women together as people
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| War was gone because all was at peace
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| but now like a nightmare, I woke to see
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| that I live like a prisoner of poverty.
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| Please. |
| wake me when I am free
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| I cannot bear activity
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| Fall, I will have a ?, stricken blind
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| than to live without expression of mind |