I feel lost, lost in a small dark room
The darkness sucked the exuberant soul.

Can’t find the path,
The path to the brightness.
The path to the flowers,
Blooming in concrete.
The path to the moon,
That shines in the dark.

All I can see is the darkness,
The darkness, which cries.
The darkness, which’s fragile.
The darkness, which’s scared.
The darkness, which is caused by

How to turn the small room,
Into a bright kingdom?
As bright as it always was.

But all I see is,
The darkness.

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