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Falling ashes.
The flame once bright now fades to gray,
A whispered dream slips far away.
The stars above, they do not shine,
Their silent gaze, no longer mine.
A broken branch, a severed thread,
A...
A whispered dream slips far away.
The stars above, they do not shine,
Their silent gaze, no longer mine.
A broken branch, a severed thread,
A...
