Ljusglimt

A gloomy morning
and a pale day
empty eyes, no rejoice
once more on my way

All sleepless faces
zombie creatures
what will come thereafter
are no surprises

Denying their illusions
forcing their walk
but even in a place of sorrow
there is a spark of hope

A knife's edge touches
the sad dark heaven
cutting through the clouds
are the rays of the sun

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