Present and Future can ne’er amount
To the strain of the past
And all that was wrought
No boundaries I see
To mark this clear
No border to make plain
This descendent of pain
Ever flowing effortlessly
Never ceasing
Fluid and cold
For present and future can ne’er amount
To this, my dark beginning
To the strain of the past
And all that was wrought
No boundaries I see
To mark this clear
No border to make plain
This descendent of pain
Ever flowing effortlessly
Never ceasing
Fluid and cold
For present and future can ne’er amount
To this, my dark beginning
renni
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