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• Artiste: A Canorous Quintet
• Titre: The Joy of Sorrow
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A bitter tear smashes the surface. Happiness spreads it's wings, never to return. Blackness now the state of mind, an endless age of suffering. A statue it speaks words never to be spoken. Forced entries opens up the soul like never healing wounds. Will it ever disappear? It's beautiful like moonligt touching water. It's painful, a being torn to shreds. It's magnificent like perfection itself. It's awful, a being fading on the shelf. Endless cries above and below. Prayers they stay unheard like the silence of a world, fading into nothingness. Time has left us in the cold, still the fires are burning. While everything is getting old, except the sorrow in the snow