Fade out
Fade out
Deep inside
I try to hide
my darkest crying,
it's a stride
to that wide, wide
sea of dying.
Do I fear
that first tear
of clearest truth,
do I hear
her waves near
some coasts of good?
Madrason 27-04-1995
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