The sun was bright, but there was no light.
The sky was clear, yet my mind was gripped with fear.
The birds were flying, but my heart was crying.
The day was new, yet my hopes were few.
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The sun was bright, but there was no light.
The sky was clear, yet my mind was gripped with fear.
The birds were flying, but my heart was crying.
The day was new, yet my hopes were few.