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in my tired unconchesness,

I lay and I stair,

Into the black of night,

The twilight so fair,

Waiting for dawn again,



The slithouts of mountains,

The orcherds of grapes,

The beautifull garden fountains,

They peek out threw the drapes,



The moon dissaperes behind hills,

The outlines fade away,

and my mind drifts further,

unconchessness so neer,



being swallowd inside the darkness,

My eyes slowly close,

conchessness slips away,

Conchessness I lose,



Another dawn I missd,

Another dawn gone away,

And the next night I insist,

I try again anywayse.



By,

Akirerocks