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Endless Dream

 

My life seems empty now.
A void gapes before me -
desolate, endless dream.
You are gone.

 

Deep black is night's passage,
and my dark days,
a lonely procession of hours,
creep in midnight shadows
in my mind.

 

You are gone.
A void gapes before me -
desolate, endless dream.

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