The Night Whispers...
The night whispers, The end is coming; I am stranded, in a desert. My body shivers, I gave up hoping; Yet how can I depart? With me is a letter, That I plan on giving To you; before I part. That longing powers My soul to bring The strength to my heart. The storm appears, I feel I am dying, My words won't cross the desert. The night whispers, The end has come; The letter has disappeared.
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