In his winding wail and his deep-heaved sigh, his aching grief found vent... While the sea looked upon the bending sky and murmured, "I repent..." |
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The heavens tore and from the area between night and day we fell, to the waters below where we should be reborn and live anew, always separated and forever yearning. |
The heavens tore and from the area between night and day we fell, to the waters below where we should be reborn and live anew, always separated and forever yearning. |
The heavens tore and from the area between night and day we fell, to the waters below where we should be reborn and live anew, always separated and forever yearning. |
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