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Lossechoes from the pastreflected in your eyes your penance ends at last as darkness fills the sky in the wake of your bereavement nothing is as it seems everything has changed nothing is the same never think to question the walls that hem you in i watch you struggle forever paying for transient sins your hopes lie shattered along with every dream you had life rewritten at fate's fickle whims suffer not in vain though powerless again reinvent instead by the impetus of change the advent of loss unknowable cost |