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Alone the steps of the man echoes in forest
Daren't look behind he strode onward
Shelter or refuge may be found
Deep in the forest
There, far away a well
Maybe it give shelter to
A soul distraught as mine
Slowly the well aproaches
Climbing down he sees
A darkness invaluble
His grip looses and he falls
Into the Darkness
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