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Death is among us, even in the light.
The beating of the restless heart cries to be free.
The hunger of the soul- yearns to see light in the dark.
The tapping heard only in dreams.
Words to soothe, and calm cannot be heard.
Senses to feel and taste, all but forgotten.
Day breaks and the scent of it is gone.
Darkness fades as he comes to collect.
Do I go, or should I stay?
The life led in dark, different from life in light.
Hurry back, you say, hurry back.
Darkness, come and take me from the day.
Confusion of words and ideas torment me.
Live for me or lie to be like others.
Heartbreak, desire- be there no end?
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