I walk alone in this world of suffering,
Bearing the hate of countless moments,
Struggling to catch a single breath,
Yet always consumed by the next loss.
I am alone in this world of striving.

The flourishing era of togetherness is over.
My people left me one by one,
My friends left me one after another.
I am alone in this era of plundering.

Hearts once standing, now broken and bitter,
The melody of mockingbirds is no longer clear.
Everyone I knew once was supportive and kind,
I am alone in this passage of falling.

Great scholars always joined the quest,
Adding each portion of support,
Yet I am now one of the lonely souls.
I am alone in this moment of fighting.

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