Black sun is sorrowfully shining Without sharing total truth, It's not joyful and not stunning, Cannot to know if it's youth,, It's bringing total pervert light, It's taking everything for dark, You only asking if it's right Without seeing a little spark... You run away or want to stay, With no matter anyway Your world not colorful, it's gray And you can see it day by day... If look attentively may see In gloomy fog, eternal gray, Not spark at all not any lightning But some so deep and small red ray... It's not vulcano, not eruption. With no sound with no smell, It's so ancient , like construction... It's so looks like distant Hell.. | 
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