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Faded into silent illusion, Lost within the tears of life, A memory born into misery. Lying between peace and death, Befriended by souls of loneliness, Watched by solace with empathy. Painted by the sorrows of love, Cleansed by the fears of hate, Bathed by the light of sympathy. A memory born out of time, Wilting under a lunar eclipse, Forgotten into echoed reality.
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