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I havenít written for ages and now that I am at a point in my life where there are critical events passing me by and I am under more stress than over, I thought I need a way to express the stuff I am feeling and whatís going on.
So here it goes!

Donít say a word,
Here comes the sun,
Put your face to the glare,
Close your eyes.
Let the sun blind you,
Let it burn away your sight,
Let it burn away your ignorance.
Here comes the break of day,
Let the leaves fall from the trees.
Let the leaves blow in clouds around you.
Let the bright cloud of sun rays and leaves brush you clean,
Clean of your conscience.
Clean of your actions.
Clean of your broken interior.
Donít say a word,
Here comes the darkness.
The sun retires,
An end.

Let this mark the end,
The end of need,
The dawn of want.
The death of you.



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