― Mortal people. Secrets. Lies. Broken souls and silent cries. Weaving webs and crossing lines, Loosing site of what defines. So far lost from what is pure, They think it only myth for sure. So far gone from love and trust, Thinking they must be memories, just. Mortal people. Bitter. Broken. Given these, a worthless token, [...] .
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