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The End
29 January, 2002
Author: Ingvanye

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A hand searches
through the darkness
Grabs after the empty air
It can't find no real
to hold on to
Only the sense of fear.

The sun has set
For eternal night
All life is bending in pray
Soon the last light from the sun
Will be gone
When will come the next day

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