Your sad words were bright years ago:
“My despair twists my heart tight,
And every playwright I know
Plays the drama of our dark night.
Let us carry what we have gained thus far,
And let us now begin a new journey,
To the skies that possess shiny stars
To the land that finds our talents worthy.”

And my overseas words were also bland:

The full poem…

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