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Fast fading roses
Non-lingering words
Scythe be my instrument
Through dreams I now rage
No guidance is me offered
No forgiveness thee I promised
Now can distance be a factorwhen engraved in me thou art?
Nourished by the soul my flameshall serve to torch the heart
Denial serves me
That fire cannot burnwith flames of no origin
That star cannot bring guidancewithout force or form
One is darkness
The other silence
Without silence the darknesslooses its splendour
Sweet bliss that sleep now givethtempt with forgetful night
Ever haunting that image withinswear to the answers denied
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