You thought this place was empty?
Well I'm not really here
Do not think anything of me
But a dream, a wish, a memory

You called for one to help you
To catch you as you fall
But my arms are just the empty air
The screaming wind, my call

I am no kind of star
So desolate and bright
I am just the mirror
To the life you hold inside

Falling through the darkness
I'm only in your thoughts
To remind that you are alone
and that is enough

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