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About This Poem
Blues in the night
There in the darkness;
Rides the prince of the night
And the glow from his eyes;
Are blinding my sight;
And I’ve heard myself screaming;
With my hands to the sky;
But then come’s that voice;
That keeps asking why.
I’m alone here now standing;
Facing the wind
But I have to keep watching;
Because he’ls comming again.
And this heart it keeps burning
But my soul’s not for hire
So I’ll keep on fighting;
Till I sing with the choir
And baby I saw you;
With the looks of a dream;
And I don’t understand it;
But I know what it means.
So thank you for living;
So all might recall;
In this world there is beauty;
That could conquer it all
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