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Bright rain of nothingness screams through my mind

notes of hope, even thou, past – drifting against escape

parallel colours are drawing footprints to the present

when cold whispering wakes me up

transparent tears – notes that proofs what went wrong

In the pink woods – sparling feeling, with a touch of darknss

when the frost reminds – dew. Sleep… Exhausting dreams

.eyelids, full of black, closing – everything sparkles

the light might forget feelings deeper

Than fragmented