My Window

No more praying to the moon

for I am sure to die soon

No more crying to a star

for I will be away and far

No more wishing on a cloud

for I will no more think aloud

No more playing in the rain

for I am lost once again

No more rustling in the wind

for I am too drunk with sin

No more shining in the sun

for my time here is sadly done

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