He tells his woes,
to anyone listening,
as a humble narrator,
sharing personal stories.
For, he had seen days,
having some disappointments,
still carrying his duties,
with a smile, on his face.
He once had a dream,
to race ahead, for the win,
but, had faced cruel realities,
forcing choices upon him.
There are beautiful sights,
lovely morning, sweet nights,
feeling that were special,
giving him blessing from divine.
Now, his hopes and wishes,
were invested on innocent hearts,
and he embraced, life of toil,
offering work, for future visioned.
Yet, there's still lingering ache,
loneliness comes like waves,
so he awaits, for empathetic voices,
to acknowledge his silent sighs...
As he tells his woes.
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