@Anghe
"LAST BREATH" Imprisoned in the night Moon shines no bright Alone in the dark, I might Losing grip, hold no tight. Stars twinkling so dull I clearly hears no call Teardrops aspiring fall Makes no comfort at all. Total black is all I see Joy and life, apparently my adversary How well, last breath defines it completely And I wish I have been me. -Ayn Anghe
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