nothing
the wind don't blow, the heart don't sway, actually there is no night, neither is a day. all's but illusions, there are no emotions, no love no hate, there's confusion. He says he will judge, there will be justice , no account can fudge, all I see is darkness , not the black kind, it's whiteness of soul, mixed colours of mind.
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