The only thing,
more than anything in the world
that I wish for
is for evening to descend,
to let me get my eternal rest
For life is a burdensome woe
And all the happiness merely
a distraction to the untold sorrows
Yet I linger
Each painful step
Craving for sleep
Craving for peace
Every breath a fight
I have nothing to live for
Let it end
Let it end
Let me rest
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