In the eternal abyss under the Earth
Is a fading man, lonely in the afterlife,
Living in his forgotten tomb
He finds companionship,
One with wings and a certain glow
That illuminates his underworld,
They do not speak, they lie vacant of words,
They do not sing, they lost their melody,
They do not cry, they lie deep in the desert,
All they do, is stare into the space they occupy,
All there is, is the sharing of memories.
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