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The man beholds the valley beneath him |
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And stares at the |
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Beauty of his last sunset |
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The light drifts away beyond the |
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Horizon |
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The shadows grow longer with the wind |
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The |
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Man looks at the light that withers away |
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And feels the cold |
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That veils his dark, fallen life |
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He woes the grace of past |
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And the frail fond smile |
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In the forlorn of his lost and |
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Somber soul |
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The man looks at the darkness that lays |
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Below |
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And breathes the air that carries him through the |
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Depths |
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He stands still on the edge of his final step |
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In |
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The forlorn of his lost and somber soul |
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The man steps |
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Into emptiness |
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And feels the air that frees the soul |
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He |
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Falls and falls into the depths |
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And feels the descending |
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Blackness |
