Do not fear the lonely night,
We shall sing of joy,
Beneath the moonlight.
Dare not quiet the sad tears,
We shall greet them,
With laughter and cheers.
Curse not the broken heart,
We shall mend it,
With comfort and a new start.
Dread not the sunken soul,
We shall lift it,
With the dawns warmth and glow.
While hope at times may seem,
But a distant dream,
A good friend always, I will be.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
Do not fear the lonely night,
We shall sing of joy,
Beneath the moonlight.
Dare not quiet the sad tears,
We shall greet them,
With laughter and cheers.
Curse not the broken heart,
We shall mend it,
With comfort and a new start.
Dread not the sunken soul,
We shall lift it,
With the dawns warmth and glow.
While hope at times may seem,
But a distant dream,
A good friend always, I will be.
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