Sorry

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When night comes
I'm afraid of being dark
At noon comes
I fear the bright light
That is the dawn
which he said always gives light
but why did I get the wound?
why does he always run when I chase?
What is my fault?
When my wound is healed
Someone starts softening my heart
he came looking for me again
sorry i can't

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