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You are still young, too young by far to have seen the things you've seen, to be through the things you have...
Ten siblings, all gone now, and you're the only one left, the last to survive. You're not sure you want to. You cry for your (mother) [father] and there's no answer. You know why.
Your soul cries for (revenge) [justice, a change to the system that allowed this to happen]. You have been injured, inexorably, but you are going to do something about it. This won't happen again.
It still burns on, [the fire in your soul] (a dragon's fire). And until the day that's snuffed out, you will not stop.