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HATTHORN

We look from gloom
couldn't see afore
worried we became
Eccentric and despondency became our friend

We couldn't see
We unveiled and hat on
We rejoiced and merry
Alas! A thorn in hat
Erosion of blood gully down

We bath in our joy of agony
We comfort another 
This is but for a while 
We dine with our trespasses 
We bade farewell to the night
Hoping for a dawn of uncertainty 
We left as we came

@Oladecious Ade

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