On this night, I give my condolences to God
For the loss of one his faithful.
For I bid thee fare well;
For this is the last time I wish
For His protection...
From now on I'll refrain myself
From His warm womb of words I made up
From a thousand stories that were in fact
From the vast imagination of
Human ancestry.
Now I stand alone, punishing myself
The things I do, myself.

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