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Oh silent night, show me your glory and rain down your light. |
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The sky and the ground, dark shapes creep around in the kingdom of no life. |
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They cascade down to masters hollow crown. |
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I found myself lost amongst these illusions of creation. |
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The horizon of my knowledge fades behind burning eyes. |
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Senses dulled and rarely pronounced. |
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Searching hard to find myself. |
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A day and night of untamed light. |
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A coloured sky upon weary eyes. |
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A sleepy gypsy delicate and frail. |
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I searched and found salvation from the sounds. |
