A burning star I saw so high, sleeping with the maiden called darkness of the sky,
As the light creeps in like a lion afar, the maiming maiden is tormented alive...
...like a spear through a cunning fox it pierces through my zillion thoughts.
Suddenly I wake up to see that the shadow maiden is strangely my aching heart
.. and your smile was the stinging spear that has been ripping me apart....
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