In this silence,
When the sun still hides its appearance,
When there's no acquaintance,
Only trying to feel His existence,
Realizing I'm a needy,
Often showing that I'm greedy
Wanting everything to be ready,
So cheeky and so sneaky,
Just pray,
There'll be a way,
Coming back to his light,
Fixing my dim night.
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