the night says
"My strength is the darkness. I am eternally black. Me we have all experienced. My cold and danger is your goose bumps. But I can not turn the tide. "
you say, the day sheet must contact
the day says,
"My heat can kill. I can bring to life. My blue sky can be poems from the heart flow. I let the world grow. The newspaper business but I can not. "
Time will turn the tide. Day and night pass, but time heals all wounds.
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