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I shed tears, For those who had experienced that very pain. The same pain I fear to face, Death. But it pains me more, To be the only one to remember, The Forgotten. All my life, I've seen death play it's game. Those who... seek it, fear it, face it. But despite this, I still feel sorrowful, For all the pitiful souls, Whom leave this vast world behind. Despite their unknown... names, faces, souls, I Feel, Sorrowful. Is this what we call, Mourning?
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Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 11:10 PM UTC
Mourn.
I shed tears, For those who had experienced that very pain. The same pain I fear to face, Death. But it pains me more, To be the only one to remember, The Forgotten. All my life, I've seen death play it's game. Those who... seek it, fear it, face it. But despite this, I still feel sorrowful, For all the pitiful souls, Whom leave this vast world behind. Despite their unknown... names, faces, souls, I Feel, Sorrowful. Is this what we call, Mourning?
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17/F/Canada
Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 11:10 PM UTC
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