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  • Writer's pictureLaura Grá

My darkling

As I wandering into my soul, 

A burning sigh grows in the deep

For all my pains, I'll take a bow 

Thus, they are mine, even if.. bleak. 

In dreams of night, the day will rise 

In many shades of fading aches

And colours come into my eyes, 

Into my darkness, the light breaks

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