AGATE BEADS OF HAPPINESS
The tears have dried up
The lines have lost their rhyme
The taste of life is slipping away
But I'm still looking for you
I wake up at night
I call you without words
I beg you, just a little,
Be brave, don't be afraid to try
You'll feel my piercing rays
I'm running through new and unbroken lines,
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