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The Last Free Souls

In the sublime ocean of life,
where memories wanders as souls,
some float lifelessly at the brim,
some echo life even in the depths unknown,

In sheer darkness of times to come,
when the storm of time spares none,
obscure depths would remain untouched,
fulfilling the prophecies so blunt,

These are the last free souls,
of time unknown,
forgotten and stolen,
from lives of our own.

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