The night shade
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A dark colonnade
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The cypress, then the shore...
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I sought comfort in the foam
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The wind heals the pain
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A pale november rises
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You know how the days gone by
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Even night sought shelter
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Under the plain masks of daylight
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Bitterness we wait...
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We ate the fruits of rainy hours
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As ulysses looking seaward
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We mocked our innermost abodes
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We sailed on older seas
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And reached the bounds of deepest water
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A wreckage in the rain
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But the wind heals the pain
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The Plain Masks Of Daylight
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| Elend |
