I will deny you, the light of
day
Shaking off that wild mind, that
strayed
Falling off like autumn
leaves, a Grand cosmos
I will deny you hope and joy
Your demise a prolonged fading
memory
You accept that you know
nothing
I will deny you the taste of
the morning breeze
Rays of light and warmth
Cooling off your mind
I will deny you well earned
glory
As we meet at the outskirts of
reality
To face the mirror
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