A look into the life of Warren Davis

In light of the former post... this is the last thing I wrote in my notebook.
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The sun retires as the familiar darkness returns
Twinkle, twinkle little star, one again, there you are
So distance, barely seeping through the vibrant darkness
The clouds come and you disappear completely
Only childhood memories and songs reminds me of you
Long departed, the eyes drift down, gazing at things closer

Blow the clouds away and peep through
Give my eyes another chance to glance at you
Oh won't you shake the darkness' grasp
And fall down to me where we can reunite