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Maybe, maybe you don't realize that sometimes in the cold, dark night, I pray for you. Maybe, maybe you don't understand why I sing for you sometimes when your world is in darkness. Maybe, it's an abyss of the possible and the impossible. Maybe I am alone, alone in silence, watching you carefully. Maybe you're alone, alone wishfully tearing apart the tomorrows I love. Perhaps, I gaze at the...