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 With this fall (I fall...) great grey clouds covered  sky
 Dimming the light of sun,  stars and crescent moon
 Lost inside the  of gloomy, haunting shades
 Descending into  abyss of human soul
 
 In this dreariest of 
 Time can draw out  a blade
 
 And yet Her grace shines 
 Through  and the brooding clouds
 And if her light never falls on 
 I’m  just to feel the lack
 
  this fall set requiem for my way
  from other’s paths, I turned to desolation
 Away  other’s thoughts, timid and surpassing
 Away  the others, beyond caring
 
 In this darkest  hours
 Time draws out  a knife
 
 The reflection once whole,  only a wound, seeping hurt and loss
 The image once so bold, now only a scar, dry of hope and 
 
 For  things ought to say, left unsaid
 For all  ought to do, left undone
 Be  me now...