Life passed by twice
As I searched the farthest regions of my soul
But there was no light to be seen
No hint of happiness
Only sorrow and pain
Surrounded by darkness.

Perhaps love had never really lived there
Or maybe it had simply disappeared
But one day in the future, love may come.

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