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The shallow voice of the wind cries between these ebony wings The shallow cries of the wind sing a swansong for mankind Shine on morning skyfire ablaze this final day The autumnal end, the dawn of man The centuries fade below my feet I soared above them as they worthlessly poured thought from a chalice As wisdom would flow, twilight would come to pass Drink, oh hallowed cup of life Shine on evening skyfire Paint the sky with the blood of a raven Bereavement, oh garment of ebony As embers dress the dusk of man...
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