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It is on these days
when my heart longs,
wandering down lonely paths
bordered by indecision

When thoughts drift
on empty breezes,
lost in northern wishes
rustling empty leaves falling

As sunset lingers
staring from distant horizons
in clouded thoughts
at the end of the day

While moonlight shimmers,
once a glow anticipated
are now an annoying light
blinding happiness

And my world darkens
behind drawn curtains
in a desolate room
sadly decorated in silence