That I write the light in the dark I also write unfaithful to my friends
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No one belongs to anyone in this world I write helplessly to Harak on the way
What happened happened to me Now let me write about the past tense
To hide yourself from everyone Admittedly I write to smile even in grief
Poetry thanks to them I learned to write them badly now
The way life goes I write it as a punishment for myself
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