Dream
Inside this rancour I know a broken heart leads me 
My mortal feet along blackness to death as a friend 
Oh, my eyes! 
Spare me,
The decaying, sightless, Godless night in sadness
I pray to the morn to give me life, new direction
All will be better
The sky will clear
Wings will lift me
I will be as whole and beautiful as a dream
 
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