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Mistress of Fate
You are the standard by which all others will be judged.
You are the first of my heart, soul and mind.
The spectre of your elegance haunts my soul, confines my spirit in a prison it can never be released from.
The burning sensation never ceases, is this pain in my heart your only parting gift to me?
The legacy of your departure, how can I bear it, the human spirit can only take so much punishment before it finally breaks and shrivels into oblivion.
Don't cut me off of from your words, those blessed sounds are ambrosia to my tongue, music to my ears.
Assist me, oh cruel mistress of fate, let her voice touch my soul once more...
