The questions moving on
Everything like a whisper
Thoughts thoroughly gone
In coldness left crisper
The hours of our oppressions
Something to learn and be
Moods of lonely depressions
Each one never to come free
Mistakes of our questions
Left to be written through
Like revenge and vexations
With what comes into the blue
Trials and errors light
Earth we offer ourselves
Each up holding in its flight
Tones of the coming twelves
A night of a freedom too
The fuel of faith inside
Love songs always to renew
When we to feelings hide
The trust in all of our clues
You can't never get enough
Their cuts and each bruise
When times get on rough
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