This world forsake me,
though all those memory
accuse me of the cameo i played;
the life which i was parsimonious to live.
nevertheless , i have this against you,
some denied that something
in me momentous ,
although even other ignored ,
once i was convenient to 'em.
in rely they came in quest
indeed they ply away,
far to the horizon;
though must never give up
be still you should,
time offer us a day
when indeed you should
always in pry of platefull others.
in proverbial says,
'seek others who
they seek back again'.
for this be the longing,
thee never not to yield,
time comes when fate will be.
