An endless night, the light - unborn
That deepest dark at brink of dawn
The wind is fresh, the feeling - heavy
A heart that beats, a soul that's weary.
One lonely cry on someone's shoulder
The crave for love as world grows colder
A breath, a sigh... it's getting chilly
The road's so long - looks almost silly
The pace has stopped, the path is blurry
That nagging voice and urge of hurry
A forward look - the goal seems clear
But strength has failed, the price - too dear. ...
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