Through the night we are filled with fright
And the air is cold and uncertain.
The Day we knew is dead, filling us with dread
That Day's fate may become our own
If we endure the night without the light
We find hope with dawn
A new Day will be born, not at all worn
From the trials of yesterday
It will brighten the sky and defeat the lie
That the night had brought
Life will be set right, life will be bright
All the better after the night.
Not too impressed with this one but I couldn't feel how it should go, only what it should generally say.
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