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Alone in Darkness
The night falls with a silent sigh, cold and alone are we.
The light for which you pine flares once, then dies,
taken by the all-encompassing dark. All hope must surely perish.
Your soul thrives no more. How could you tear us asunder?
Shadows surround us, crying, we have lost our light.