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In the darkest night 
Where the moon is hiding 
And wind is grizzling against the willow trees
Dead in the night I was thinking hard 
What’s the matter with my deadly past 
Which haunts me in the midnight 
And makes me shiver in fright 
Walking through the divergent roads 
Exploring the musical cords 
I realise ,  I wasn’t dying 
But ruining myself for mere delusion 
It was the illusion which makes me cry 
Life is beautiful beyond the dead night 
Where the sun shines and birds chirps 
The blissful scenario of canopy is what 
Makes me alive 
Gone is the darkest night 
And the illusion which thrives 
Which hides me from the alluring mosaic 
It wasn’t the big picture I was hunting 
It was the small lumps of brilliant sphere 
Which I have to assemble 
It’s all in the mind 
Which makes us slaves of demon 
Which shades us from the morning belle 
It’s all in the head which we had to clear 
To stand straight and to fight 
To clear the clouds of fright 
To see the world of paradise

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