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The air is getting cold. ...Or that's what I've been told. My time is getting short. I don't need no support.

I want to leave something behind. Something alive...

The sky is turning black. There is no turning back. I need to do this now. I really don't know how.

I want to leave something behind. A triumph of my design...

Now it's time to go. Time to say goodbye to all of you.

I won't see you grow, but I know that you will glow like no other.

The ground starts to freeze. I can feel the northern breeze.Everything is long since gone. I'll be here from now till dawn.

I want to leave something behind. Something to remind...