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Damn near ages

Since I have known the comfort of my own land and my own home

Journeys abroad

Of both mind and body

Have come to make a weary man

Mockery! I am scorned by fallow fields

Suicide! May my blood quench the barren earth

The bitter truth of safety-torn-away

Ashes in my mouth

My mother, my father, my lover, my brothers

My companions laid to rest

Consolation

Supplication

Devastation

Indignation