Proulouge: Tears fade crys of sorrow dart accross the morining sun awakining the darkness of the overlapping waves. Shall i conpare thee to a bridge crossed by thousands of immortals Crying tears of failure in the dusk. never will i see the day of light, the sun on my face and the wind in my cheeks. i am stuck in a cave that has been sealed by a huge rock. the immortals come but are too late.
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