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Finis Coronat Opus

Dark wind has blown in my doorstep
Ardently plundering brightness
I'm damping by silence remote hope
Borning unsubdued fear
Time to rise head last time
Before eyelids will descend without echo
Ominous fog is hurting vision
Emptiness visiting my home
I can hear moan of ailing violin
Firefly temple in panic dance
Melody is stronglin by jeering laughter
Highest time to fade away


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