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Waste of nights, an old thought haunts me, In the darkness that stretches deep, The mirror that reflects shattered dreams, In the silence that falls, only the heart cries.

Every night, an hour lost in nothingness, Moments that flow, pointless, lifeless, In a world where hopes wither, And desires become shadows in the fog.

A waste of nights, a dance of loneliness, In a silent waltz, without rhythm, without meaning, Inside, an unquenchable longing for light, In a sea of ??darkness, a moment of faith.

But in the waste of nights I also find solace, A mysterious power that keeps me standing, A courage reborn in every sunrise, In the hope that tomorrow, too, I will be whole again.