It happens when you covert a name
Universe conspires to give you the same
But when the thousandth attempt fail
One grows despondent and a bit pale
The core burns and turns into a hollow
Away moves all mirth at its mighty blow
A vacuum consumes all in the intense green
That reflects neither warmth nor any sheen
When things move against your wish
Something somewhere had gone amiss
You dream- you seek-you work to pay
Alas! the hour passes by without any say.
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