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faded mist

auld lang syne awe evaporates along the line of the autumn of life bitter jagged edges down the ends, biting back at reflection, reflections reverberate deep dark deep down, ring, render the hallowed hollow

it will never feel the same it will never feel the same you will never feel the same

you know too that you will fade from fabric, ink will erode, lift you down fire never burns bright when fuel evaporates, white bright clear deep dull gnash your teeth until your tongue rests on gums and resin, porcelain

it will never feel better it will never feel better you will never feel better

but at least you felt it at all

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