"Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision sofly creeping
Left it's seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my
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