Within my sight
Black turns to light
It knows no other
For life, is its lover
And in its heart
All mystery departs
As fantasy is, and was
Man's ultimate flaws
Dec 15, 2011
Dec 15, 2011 at 12:48 PM UTC
Within my sight
Black turns to light
It knows no other
For life, is its lover
And in its heart
All mystery departs
As fantasy is, and was
Man's ultimate flaws
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