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So here we are. Plays have been enacted. |
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Empires have come and gone. |
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The mightiest have passed away and withered alike the least. |
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Fires have burned. Thousandfold. |
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Yet did not eh great wheel serenely continue its course? |
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Does not the blackbird still sing its song? |
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Does not the mistletoe still dwell in the oak's crown? |
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Forgotten what once has been told. Veiled the words that |
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Once rang out, shrouded, like the larva in its cocoon. |
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Let him hear it who will. |
