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Order of sadness, the death of desire
For it came by silent wings-darkness
Elevating to the atmosphere, down to the depths
Of Hell, through time it came, I breathe
A painful air, I swim in a sea of regrets
For it is here, to tell of stories unknown
The towers of the wood stand tall and empty
Grey and matching, the morning’s birth
A lasting image on hope and loss
The return of time itself to the
Fields and pastures of hate and grief
Come my flight, follow me here...into these depths of nowhere...




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