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Bright and shiny days are here.
Lost in this ridiculous notion of fear.
Bold confessions never left one so broken.
Wishing to hear the sleeping bird's cry.
As it whispers to the night,

Good bye.

Good bye sweet night, bringer of light.
Good bye for it is time.
Time for all to end,
And all to be left together.