The treacherous darkness
Engulfs the world,
And in a moment
It traps his soul.

As it spreads its realm
Of bitterness and cold;
It threatens and quietens
His spirits in a hole.

He cries to sleep;
His dreams on hold.
A grave so deep;
A pang so old.

But he still hopes;
Makes a wish so bold,
That as the dark night goes
The sun shall unfold.

~KMnO4

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