“Reason Eight for Being Lonely”

Magic is scarcely to bloom
So spring is the most violent
season of time for the sea
My hands fold in failure

A tall castle no good
without then a kingdom
I’m an outsider at my party
I skip circles around myself

Magic is scarcely to bloom
Though glitter falls around
My castle within a looking ball
These guests don’t know me

So spring is the most violent
Season of time for the sea
And my life the most lonely
I’m an outsider at my party

I count the eight souls around me
And the eight faces
Life is a haunted ship
With too many rooms
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