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throughout the day,
behind white curtains,
a gentle serenity is in the air,
the last sunbeams are shining through,
and a warm breeze blows,
building a picture of shadows,
causing the tree to bloom,
into nothingness.
paralyzed through decades.
of fragile realities,
the melancholy of stars,
has always guided my way,
and by the time,
there will be beauty,
In nothing but void,

dimmed by the morning red,
I wipe the eyelid tears,
and with every tear a dream,
down to the waking hours,
I stumble in vain,
as white and weightless clouds,
are sailing out of sight.

In the depth of my subconscious,
my memories remain,
all cherished moments,
slipping apart.

we look upon stars,
as we stare into,
a deep space of void.
dreaming of a new dawn,
as we float lost through time,
to awake in a calm,
mental absent state.

the morning dawn,
It brings no end,
to the monotony of my days,
relieve the relentless crushing strain,
that has worn my mind.
away, away, away from this light,
I can`t hide, I can`t.

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