We don't seem to find the right path,
no matter how deeper we look
We are lost on the southern horizon
of our imagination
Dark, solitude, cold and silent walls
that creep in on Us 
We dont see hope
Our hearts are shuttered
Eyes tearless
Voices unheard with an
upheaval cry for help
Yet no one can hear us
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