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Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains
Within the sound of silence...🖤🤍✨
When men will live for love
There will be no more misery
And the beautiful days will begin
But we will be dead my brother
When men will live for love
It'll be peace on Earth
The soldiers will be troubadours
But we will be dead my brother...🖤✨