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There is a light no one can see

There is an emptiness inside us

Down in the corner corner where I am nothing

Is there a time to remain at ease?

There is a place in the echoing night

Where ghosts appear and feel the wounds

The curtains can touch on the floor made of cobwebs

And there is no heat in this desolateness

Inside the chamber of ignorance and longing

I touch the sky but gain no peace

I touch the sky

The horror on faces of people who can see me inside the innocence of night

They clamber and touch upon but they feel no more

Then I become one of them

The birds cry to us but voices are emptiness

They want to be a part of this place

The tears of the trees often start in the distance

But I cant say nothing I am afraid