Beneath the cloak of night, her silhouette looms, Through whispering pines, where darkness blooms, With each strand she weaves, the forest's heart consumes. __________________________________________ We all, in reunion and united, The world is broken, apart, and divided, The last mortal, and the end of time, ...Since I am yours and you all are mine ...
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