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With every waning breath,
Comes everlasting death,
And as the death comes near,
So falls the empty tear.
And in the dark we pray,
For every liv..
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The rain fell...
And she stood in the rain.
She would not move but remained firm.
The storm beat down on her,
It whipped at her face,
And her t..
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He gazes out of the window,
The gray and white world stretched out before him.
A noisy place, filled with people who are busy getting nowhere.
He..
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