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coming into the blazing chamber
I am reviewing myself in the flames of black art
I can hear the plaintively singing of an unknown song of the night
I am divina into the mirrors overfullwith the dark of secrets
I find traces of past decades
I don't want the sunthe night is eternal in melike the storms of waterfalls
I am in the flames of black artmy heart didn't stop beatingand my breast isn't icybut my thoughts are covered with the darkand my heart has attired the blackwhere the night spreads to out the earth
I will go there looking for the nightin the flames of black art
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