My world is a dark cell,
I cannot see.
Is it day or is it night?
My world is black,
And the air is cold,
But not as cold as my heart,
Where is the warmth of light?
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My world is a dark cell,
I cannot see.
Is it day or is it night?
My world is black,
And the air is cold,
But not as cold as my heart,
Where is the warmth of light?
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