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It Can All Fade, Like a Morning Mist Beneath the Glory of the Sun.

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This Moment, Right Here! It Is Where We Are Meant to Be.
Yet Here I Am Contemplating These Same Fields as I Once Did.
The Struggle, the Cycles...
It Can All Fade, Like a Morning Mist Beneath the Glory of the Sun.
Have I Perceived Your Voice Before?
Perhaps I Reminisce Because I Cannot Go.
Most Have Forgotten This Place, but I Remain.
Perhaps I Cannot Go Because Memory Traps Me Here.
To What Destination Do These Memories Reach?
They Are Gone, and yet They Speak.
Shortcomings of the Past Haunt One and All Like Whispering Phantoms.
It Wasn't Always Thus.
We Found a Way.
Like a Ripple Distorted Upon a Moonlit Reflection.
Something Still Draws Me Here. Even After All This Time.
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