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Final Chapter – Whispering Of Good-Bye


When my dusk is drawn
In the twilight's gleam
A tear does fall in silent stream.

When I raise my eyes
For to see the light
I go through the shadow's vastrous might.

And I won't see
When the morning redeems
The sad voice of the tender night;
A sad voice, and it seems
Like some whispering of good-bye.

Eruption

Final Chapter – Whispering Of Good-Bye / Eruption

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