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May 11
Your birth marked the death
of the 'endless' pain
The cries of the evil
subdued, they went to vain

My joy was born
with your very first cry
with you, 'my joy' was immortal
swore to never die

So, if death takes you
I shall follow thee
for without you,
I sink, even in the shallowest sea
Anam03
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