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My mind is empty,

my heart is cold,

so many secrets

that must be told.

My memory is shading

Into secrets so old

Colours are fading

Forgiveness seems to bold.

Shadows cloud my world,

of mystery and gloom,

and all that I can see,

is approaching death and doom.

Can you see the light

At the end of the cave?

Shadows are in flight

Keep going, be brave.