Light: praise the cry of the future.
The night darkened my eyes, but I used it for light. Perhaps the disconsolate will be involved in my arm, perhaps the journey's bewilderment let me drift, but I still believe that the future will give me a pair of dream wings; Though the pain of failure will make me black and blue, I believe that the light is ahead!
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