May the clear touch of rain
Wash away for good the fog
That left your soul
Unable to see the stars.
Break into small pieces that pain
Whose chokehold drowned you in smog.
You deserve to recover what they stole
In the most bitter of the wars.
Close your eyes, young soul.
Let all the bitterness go away.
The night is covering you.
Relax and feel safe now.
Never forget that you are in control
Of what happens to you every day.
If you want to leave behind that dark hue,
Deep inside, your heart knows how
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