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[intro] [verse] In the quiet of night, I sit all alone, A Pen in my hand, my thoughts are my home. Loneliness gnaws, your memory lingers, As sleep compromises my tired fingers. [verse] Words flow like stars across the page, A symphony of sorrow, joy, and rage. Each line is bridging heart and mind, Hoping somewhere a reader to find. [chorus] The moon is my witness, tonight is so bright, A symphony of sorrow, joy, and rage. Each line is bridging heart and mind, Hoping somewhere a reader to find. The moon is my witness, tonight is so bright, As I dare to dream in the still of the night. By dawn, I hope, a new verse will emerge, From fragments of feelings that barely surge. [bridge] Though sadness may color my very first song, In creation of it, I find where I belong. I’m happy this silence, so deep and so vast, I weave all my sorrow - the present and past. [chorus] [outro] Стихи / Lyrics: Михаил Брикман Music and Vocal: Suno AI #новаямузыка #искусственныйинтеллект #ии #мишабиркин #тень #сомнения #art #ai #artificialintelligence #newmusic #poetry all rights reserved / Все права защищены и принадлежат Михаилу Брикману
