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my heart grows heavy
breathing, shallow
walking along
with only my shadow

the stars guide me
when the path hides under the night
and i am left walking
with the dying light

pitter-patter
the night grows sadder
as the steps i've left behind
grow even more louder

click-clack
that's all i hear
i'm alone
in this labyrinth here

the night will never end
the day will never come
forever i will be here
forever on my lonesome
*****

"Would anyone like to talk?"
-Montblanc

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