It was something else, Something far worse.

I was as if this night was only one thousand of nights A world without end Night curving into night Making a great arching line of which I wouldn`t see the end A night in which I roamed alone under cold mindless stars I thought I turned away from him, I put my hands to my eyes Suddenly I feel oppressed and weak Since on this vast and desolate landscape of night Where I was standing alone He was only Illusion Only Illusion

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