Short Poem: [Title Goes Here]

A somewhat random series of lines I hope contain meaning. Enjoy.

Tears are streaming down your eyes;
silence breaks your heart away.
Let dreams die—I dream alone—
restless Nyx loves none, my son.

Tears your soul—it’s in your eyes—;
silence fails when hope’s away.
Let it rule, so live alone,
restless, longing for the sun.

What thinks the Devil here
to whisper in my ear
of strife and pain and fear?

Demand life.

Dream.

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