Hiraeth

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Clip my wings
Watch me fall
I will still prevail

For my goal is to save him
Twisted humanity alone
My grace will never fail

But alas I trip
To reach his hand.
As he looks down to me

A smile stretched upon his lips
His once beautiful eyes cast down to mine,
And black is all I see.

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