Tu omnia | You are everything.
There are some nights I'll sleep with the lamp left on.
The darkness itself seems too harsh and cold.
The lamp light is comforting, not sure how...
But it seems like then I'm not that alone.
I loved you Once. And that will never die. It will live within me Somewhere. And one day when I'm sitting alone in an empty train Y...
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