Regret

O take this world away from me
Its strife I cannot bear to see
Its very praises hurt me more
Than een its coldness did before
Its hollow ways torment me now
And start a cold sweat on my brow
Its noise I cannot bear to hear
Its joy is trouble to my ear
Its ways I cannot bear to see
Its crowds are solitudes to me

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