Depriving nights are destined
Life must pass thus
Hurting days as crucifying nights
No hope of glowing dawn
Spent is endless night
Wishing for
Fortunate morn--treasre of night
Drowsiness hung in eyes
Protecting nights watch over
What else can I be granted
Besides loving you lonesome night
Desires burnt healing wounds
If nights agree to miss you
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