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Farewell
From the confines of a martyred soul to the torment of subservient games; farewell does she say. From desolation, she escaped, finding all things fleeting just waiting to be found. With a forlorn being the same as she, impassioned secrets and impulsions she carried; sins in which she played and overindulged. Met with an impasse of unwise discretion, taken was a path that obscured all rationale. Wide open and generously she gave; with collateral, taken was her heart. Now --gaurded and judicious will she forever be with her thoughts. With a soul now lush with renewal to the torment of those subservient games; just this one last time, farewell does she say.
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