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“Fallen
Soul” Delicate
butterfly Graceful paper thin
wings Float on the breeze Bursting into flames Like so many wasted
dreams Gather the ashes that
were once my soul Spread them
throughout the land The land of
Nothingness Blackened plains of
despair Charred forests of
loss Rivers of meaningless
tears See the single
brightest star And watch it burn out
and die Just like me
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