Old pain
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Which spite
bursts this old pain

Which tears
washes this spite

This grief

Told myself
so much that

“ The end of
black night is white day”

And every
endless

Was the
beginning dagger by

More dreadful
shock

On my heart

I am ready
to fly

Without plumage
as far as endless blue sky

This much
sorrow escort me

Maybe

A beat peace
welcome to me

Maybe