My soul is diminshed The fire has gone The hope has faded Setting my faith, on the word of the wind Waiting for my whisper, to carry and be heard Will no one answer me? . There are no mountains That block the icy winds The path is clear and torrential My fate, is frail And Dying Dying Dying Dying Dead
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