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The Soul burns as the dark sky above cleaves into your very being

How lucky you are!

Tears gleam streaming flowing endlessly, no hope in sight

The night shall past.

How lucky you are!         

The mind expands as the soul dwindles throughout

Who are you?

Body betrays as the voice won't follow

The night shall last.

Who are you?

The soul has faded

At last free!

Quiet is all that exists

The light shall last.

At last free!

     --Poem is located in the game, The Playground