The sun is gone,
Though I remain.
I try to recall what I've won,
But I try in vain.
Something's left,
That was here before.
Life has made its theft,
I don't know what's left in store.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 3:40 AM UTC
The sun is gone,
Though I remain.
I try to recall what I've won,
But I try in vain.
Something's left,
That was here before.
Life has made its theft,
I don't know what's left in store.
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