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The Endless void beyond the night sky

Echoing through time

Beckons me to fly

What have I become

Last time I saw your face it was bloodied

Stoic eyes to the sky

Cold as stone

Alone

Windows are opening before my eyes

The glass breaks and all I see are memories that fade

and I can't pay no mind as the slip by never to be seen again

and I don't miss you my friend