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For All That I have Forgotten


Oh, how my days have me bound

To a slumber eternal,

Wherein my ebon life,

Has become a nemesis I cannot break.


Come to me, I beg!

Cast upon me one last spell

As does Luna alone in memory,

Whose only touch mourns for me.


My throne is an empty soul,

Which instead rules me

As a thrall to my mind,

Knowing that all I have forgotten has died.


Never more will I witness summer,

As the standing stones bow in regret

Of my life and love; lost,

Wherein the Earth, rests the only trace.


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