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In this world,
in the abscence of light,
tears fall for the dead.
The rains come not to wash,
but to flood and to choke.
In this world,
we find real tradgedy
in weathered iron souls,
in rust-filled existence
that isn't truly lived.
in the abscence of light,
tears fall for the dead.
The rains come not to wash,
but to flood and to choke.
In this world,
we find real tradgedy
in weathered iron souls,
in rust-filled existence
that isn't truly lived.
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