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mortality... yet not above mortal agony... | mortality... yet not above mortal agony... | ||
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There is an old tale of young Jaruvian girl called Serraen, whose beauty and | There is an old tale of young Jaruvian girl called Serraen, whose beauty and | ||
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would ever be a testament to the power of love. | would ever be a testament to the power of love. | ||
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How convenient it is for the Gods to... adjust... the truth to serve their | How convenient it is for the Gods to... adjust... the truth to serve their | ||
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lost to me forever. | lost to me forever. | ||
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Years pass by and I tend to matters in the Garden, restricted from ever leaving | Years pass by and I tend to matters in the Garden, restricted from ever leaving | ||
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to the heavens, the wind gathering her whispers, words spoken only to me, and | to the heavens, the wind gathering her whispers, words spoken only to me, and | ||
my heart breaks once more for her. | my heart breaks once more for her. | ||
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