rest now little soul,

dry your weeping eyes.

night has thrown down

its shadowy blueness

around you like a cloak.

yesterday's heartbreaks

will melt in the breeze,

and tomorrow you will find

there is still so very much to do...

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trees wave in darkness

as sounds of violins deep

in the forest resound.

you cannot change the past

but hope will appear at dawn.

take one footstep at a time

to cross these silvery shores.

release as the song begins,

run upon the beach, hopelessly

clinging to this life; for yet

your redemption will arise.