The world flourished before my senses and the dainty pleasures of the planet wore the resplendence…
I stained my emotions with the spirit of luxury, reeling and frolicking in much material…
Rivers flow, so I bid you to let them do what they do best. I ache from a myriad of sorrows…
My eyes are double-leaf doors for sympathies, letting pity parties gain full entrance…
My voice is loud with the publicity of a heraldand I’ll mention all the…