A night without a light,
A skies without the clouds.
It is hard to imagine? Right!
that can make our mind, bounds.
The soul finding it's body,
from the tombstone, with no glory.
She climbed the ladder,
in the darkest tower.
She can't find the answer,
the lies, beyond the power.
There is no point,
to use another font.
What a lovely scene!
she saw a glazing rain,
with the stars from the sky,
she jumped and fly.
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