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deep beneath the ruins of mankind's seemingly splendor
lie the bones of memory
from a time before the beginning our of time
older than silence
the sound of Angels' thoughts


wishes, hopes planted with seeds of promise
we grew
we missed the mark
we thrived, cradling the dark

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