Desolation's Phantom
Hidden far beyond golden mist
within the mirages of time
beneath scorch of day
the whispers of unknown history
speak of desolation’s phantom
Hearken not unto its melody
lest you drown in oblivion.
Follow not its paths,
it leads to the lost souls
whose courage failed ambitions.
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