So the drama continues,
You must forget Act I.
In the middle of the blues,
You think of head, heart and gun.
Think of it more,
And there won't be a second,
It will all be a bore,
No tale, no legend.
The gloom will subside
My dear, the misery will end,
You will laugh because you cried,
With a new random friend.
Tread along the script,dear,
You know not what twists await,
No Macbeth, Ceaser no Lear,
As You Like It, you will create.
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