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Rows of light glimmer and the end is calling

We cannot defend

One last breath and it's over

One last look at the sky

It won't back, forever

One last grasp of life

Burry our hearts, bury our souls forever

A father's death will be coming closer

Closer to death, closer to mourning silence

No remorse, no regrets

Yet my time has come

For the life that kept me in captivity,

I cannot defend

You my father, the one who always knew

A father's death will show his child

His mortality

[thus]

Take my hand. Leave