brighter day with no scooper,
light with average of darkness,
loneliness is my home, near my patient soul.
days are short with long mood,
wild and woolly of joy,
one can tell how peaceful lonely I was, when I'm lost at home.
the day will be over,
night will drawn in near,
the star can have a look,
buh loneliness will keep it taste.
past of hurt will be memorable,
now I can take a look,
now I see how painful my heart
is, see many hurt the soul can't take.
i have it all when my world is lonely,
teacher's of thought are no More,
value of morning are no longer in take,
loneliness is my world, now I'm ruling.
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