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A ridge stretches along the horizon,
And you were standing over me.
Sapphire eyes which the soul dies in.
Sinful land let me go free.
An eternity of waiting and I'm here.
Will it be the best time?
Hoofprints are notable. There are deer.
I'll wash off that grime.
With every drop you are near.
Everything is as void as my thoughts –
Step there, step back into the gulf of fear,
Then will be heard the last shots.