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It is mine, the long, grey silence
While my wings cannot but flutter... I slowly obliterate the legend... Of the soul that brought me here, Through the infinities of time... So I fall beyond everything, unnoticed With my dreams and hopes shreds of delicate silk At the core of my being, still pure drops Trace my incomplete essence, For you are with me...Nevermore...
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