weary i grow from the longings of my heart
i gaze upon the night sky in search of hope
listening to the wind, a beautiful song
but i feel cold in the depths of my soul
venturing into blissful sleep
i find myself alone
once again cold, and sorrow weighs upon me
the darkness, my cloak
feeling, touching, something, nothing
i fall more again
draw me closer
comfort me
i ask
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trying to explain the mystery which enthralls us sensitive souls.... love
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