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Through detest i watch the sun rise

This means no more than me

As night arrives i mourn

The dark envelopes me

All aid has lapsed (like) the sun

This stellar sight so vain

The voice abide in my head

Whispers what i already heard

Your face no longer warm

And pines all of my hope

My head hangs low

To avert you of this blunder

I stride through umbra of the trees

Where green turns black (in) my path

The cord constricts around me

And i pass into the stars