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Shedding
What I was can never be again.
What I will become, cannot remain.
I wander as a husk, feed me to the vulture, fill me with woe.
Boundless is my reach, corrosive is my touch, stay yourselves from me, lest you dance in the flame.
What I will become, cannot remain.
I wander as a husk, feed me to the vulture, fill me with woe.
Boundless is my reach, corrosive is my touch, stay yourselves from me, lest you dance in the flame.
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