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When the Suns Had Fallen
I chase these wishes that grow from voices they never hear. And once they reach them,it's so unclear. What reality are they from? The darkness that surrounds them becomes like dust. From night to day. They fade away like rust. Will I ever see them beyond a solar surface? It's out of my control. And when I look out of my window,the dreams would float away. All with them until there's nothing. Their starlight is just too far. Reaching them is too hard. They read my wavelength. From beginning to an overture. Maybe I'm too young to understand that. Because I'm too mature. If I grab on to their tails one time. I'll feel the burn of a passion going through the night. From there I'll see them leave the side of luna. I'll pray to them my desire. For when the nightmares come back,they'll carry them away. Taking them all to the arms of the earth. We will grant this for you. I hear in their chorus of whispers. You'll make it real. We'll shower from the sky tonight as we shred the dark. Maybe you'll see that life is simple when it's so hard! Once yet every time. They would sink into the daylight. Locked away into a blue limit of their existence.
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