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I sang a song 

upon that hill

wishing you would hear

 

but the trees and birds

were all that heard

for you were nowhere near

 

I raised a note

so full of hurt 

up to the heavens high

 

and without you,

I laid my pain

upon that midnight sky

 

I cursed the stars,

forevermore

my words so black with hate

 

but they cursed back

and left me ...

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