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When the dust finally settles we stand on opposite sides.

You were my false Eldorado.

The worst is over, we can part in peace.

I know you're living your worst fears.

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil.

We walk these serpentine paths like shadows in the night.

Pretend that I was never there.

The beast followed her every move with soulless eyes.

We are different, yet somehow we are all the same.

Sweet sakura blooms in spring, though it is not as sweet as you.