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If I find my way through the darkest of days

Will I laugh about the things that kept me awake?

But if my greatest fear paints itself so crystal clear

Will I run away or will I hide?

And if I don’t come home tonight

Just know I tried my best to fight

Please don’t think I plan to lose to the night

And curse the moon so dull and bright

My heavy soul can’t stand the light

It burns me straight to the bones, my bones

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