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The day is nothing but an illusion
A mirage of hope
that tries to falsely advertise
the beauty in the world
The night is reality
The darkness represents
the pain and hate
that makes up life
The sun rises to blind us
And no one seems to mind
Sometimes I wish that
I could be fooled so easily.
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