The mist
to the
Words
throw
because touch
she the skin
the mighty
threatens danger
The shadow
curtain
in dungeon
reduced
veiled
the living
to
meager
years
being
In which one
without weight
in the dark
the stone
in itself
unremittingly
until the end
rotates
turn raises
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