What will become of me,
where will I be tomorrow?
Will I have some joy.
or suffer some great sorrow?

What will be my routine,
that fills up my days?
Will I come to love someone,
and come to love his ways?

Or will I be alone forever,
and know that it is right,
that I weep myself to sleep,
soul searching the lonely night.

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