A solitary weeper

A Solitary Weeper

Top of the mountain

At the top of the world

Well above the clouds Cry

I stand and stare

Magnificent views

Rising and setting suns

Few scattered birds

Like bread crumbs on the decks

A gentle gloom and Dainty Daze

At the top of the world

I stand alone

Lonely, Cold and Sick

And I weep alone

A solitary Weeper!

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