Could the soul roam without the body? Could the heart without the mind? Could I live without these shadows? Or that distant light therein? If I told you how I’m feeling, would it change anything? If you saw the hell I’m living, do you think you could change anything? The stars can’t shine without the darkness, no shadows without the light. Still I have not counted one night with stars or a day therein with light. My dreams are colorless, the hours motionless, my pain is infamous, the darkness unmoved.

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