It is in the night,
In which I drown in my thoughts,
About the battles, with my pain, I fought.
About the bitter memories which to me- life had brought,
About the nights when I cried a lot.
It is in the nights,
In which my heart filled with emotions is what I find,
For I think of the bestest days who left me behind,
For I think of the present- beautiful and kind,
And of the future which makes me blind.
It is in the nights,
In which my heart doesn't falls more in love but raises,
For the winds to my wings is given by her love and praises,
For she has given my life a basis.
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