Saved by the kiss of life,
Or else won’t be alive,
Drowned in mid-ocean.
Wanted to kill myself,
Listened to an elf,
Took some unknown potion.
Oh, am most uncertain
Of this return.
Don’t mean I’m ungrateful,
Though it may seem so.
I’m in two minds if my soul
Will ever be peaceful.
Would like a new opportunity,
To connect with society.
If I had it earlier,
Existence won’t be as troublesome,
Neither would it be this irksome,
But immensely dear.
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