I watched the night
Snuff out any reminisce of day
And now streetlights and shadows
Are the only thing remain
Now I wait sleepless
Until the final birth
Of day
I remember a time
When I felt alive
I remember my mother's eyes
Whispers, of sorrow, of nothing
All is forgotten
Maybe in time we'll see this is tranquility
Nothing is as it seems, nothing is it should be
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