there's a cove
in the night
there's a hole
in my Soul
yet
the hole in the
Soul
as soon it
empties it fills
there's a pain
in my heart
there's suffering
in the Soul
there's Beauty
grasping yet:
and
in these nights of darkness
there's yet a life
there's yet beauty
though sad
it's serene
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