A suffering race, what will remain. My world comes down. I\'m not divine
anymore. All power leaves - My blood is gray. My guiding light of hope - A
dying sun Darkness rises, a chill limps our love. Where I am... Who I am...
All that once belonged together. Divided by hatred. Emotions died - my
dreams... ...asunder.
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