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On every horizon, just beyond sight,Lay a storm as black as night.From it arises a beat, a screech, a wail, a cry,Of lives torn,Trust betrayed,Chaos r..
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Some nights I stare at the sky,I look up with cheeks stained with tears,And realize I've started to cry,The stars that stand above are actually mirror..
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