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From this frozen desert

A victim of decay

Surrounded by icy winds

Slowly I am carried away

Close to the darkened core

Where life is descending

Glancing into the abyss

Life is near to its ending

On celestial wings

Visions of mortality

Truth beneath illusions

Finally is revealed

On celestial wings

Visions of beauty

Wings made of stardust

On celestial wings

Never to return

To where we came from . . .