Remembrance of My Death
。Around, all around the storm clouds gather.
My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my naked soul.
It wounds me, and my life's blood drips into the thirsty earth.
In a haze of shock, I hang my head while Death's shadow takes my unwilling hand.
Now alone, my soul falls upon darkened eyes.
This is my doom.。
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