I left because I was tired of putting in all the effort.
I left because I was suffocating
Suffocating to an extent that you couldn't even notice.
I tried to keep it all together because I still cared. ...
Impelled by memory in a wayward mood,
Reluctant, yearning, with a faithless mind,
I sought once more a long neglected spot,
A wooded upland bordered by the sea,
Whose tides were swirling up the reedy sands,
Or floating noiseless in the yellow marsh.
My way was wild. The winds, awaking, smote
My face, but as I passed a ruined wall
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