
the clouds swallow the moon birds lack happiness there tune for which was glowing has now became dim but for darkness has Has consumed the land for hate previis-as this darkness swells and in the maddnes hope remains stiil for whose powers can not be cantaind the beautiful light from which radiates breaks the darkness and it shatters like glass from behind the darknessbeauty lies for hope may open up our eyesTous Droits Réservés
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