Everything is black
In everything I lack
should the sun shine bright
I may try again, I might
Running like a stallion in flight
That strength should be worth the fight
But, should I by chance, look back
In weakness I might slack
If I look behind me
I don't know what to expect to see
But, should I rest my eyes upon him
I hope my eyes don't go dim
For I hope to see eyes looking in return
With a stare into my eyes shall they burn
And as the day adjourns
I feel as I begin to mourn
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