Tired spirit, frustrated mind,
Oh how long will you, bide your time
If not now, it never will be
Only older, you'll not get younger see!
Piercing pain, the pang of heart
Weary eyes, in search of path
If this is life, a prolonged wail
Why this life, do we live in vain?
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