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With a thrilling caress against my pale chin, The Wind my foothold aroused, In darkness of the depth my joy now was drowned, Sorrow my sorrow. For a missing path I fumbled, while dark clouds cloaked the light, In the Valley of shadow, hope I could not find, Sorrow my sorrow. Time moves on down here, that I am sure of, Is this the Abyss or is it just my sorrow? Author: Eitha Nightfall | |