There is a peculiar world
Each has a thin thread
To which holds all the time
When compelling
Is not going back
Black remains black
Black color of mourning
Black salve for all
What we lack only
Black remains black
Even after washing
Sadness for you
For me it is great
It is difficult to deal with
Does it make sense to live now?
Black remains black
Black color of mourning
Black salve for all
What we lack only
Black remains black
Black color of mourning
Black salve for all
What we lack only
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