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This is a day
The morning was
I, on this day
Am equally
The sky looks
The clouds mean
A day
I've never no light

We yesterday
My manner was
But now I find
I'm not as bold
Ironically, your
Just at me
It laugh or cry

Why do I contrive my own fate
All my life die for melancholy bait

Slowly the light
Of this
Turns endless night
Without any
A night designed for resigned
Oppressive as an old tune

Why do I contrive my own fate
All my life I'll die for melancholy

Slowly the fading
Of this
Turns into endless
Without any
A night designed for those
Oppressive as an old tune