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The shadows of sorrow are deep on the island of sadness
There are bloody tears in the sea of eyes
Somewhere loneliness befriended the horrors
Somewhere in the heart of the past seasons are still guarded
Somewhere the blood of Barkha bathed the world of the heart in blood
Somewhere on the deserted paths have stood for centuries
Somewhere the eyes have adorned themselves with moon and moon
In the hope that the days to come are golden
Trust me, but tell me what to do
There are so many faces behind every face