Night is thought as dark and full of shadows,
And day is of life and enlightenment,
Day is full of truth and reality,
With labor and frustrations,
While night is full of hope and fantasy, but yet we sleep and dream,
When we wake we're wishing to go back,
Yet some fear night as if it's the living prison of your tomb.
Jul 2, 2023
Jul 2, 2023 at 2:20 AM UTC
Night is thought as dark and full of shadows,
And day is of life and enlightenment,
Day is full of truth and reality,
With labor and frustrations,
While night is full of hope and fantasy, but yet we sleep and dream,
When we wake we're wishing to go back,
Yet some fear night as if it's the living prison of your tomb.
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