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The Long Night I see my world as a barren hill
Laid bold with the corpse of treant
The lifeless ground is soft and damp
From a shower that has long since past
The sky held gray with a foreboding touch
Now holds no rainbow in remembrance
There are no birds or grass to grow
Only an impending shadow of my soul
I pray for light to rule this world
A warming touch to make it whole
The world itself withers away
Leaving a void from hence to take
