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Gaping ravines
Creak and groan
Ache for a taste
Of my wasting bones
Barren pits of
Knife-like stones
Echo old cries
Of fear and woe
I hear familiar voices
From my past
That I should never
Have taken this path
But I will climb
Where rivers once flowed
For I know what is
At the end of this road
Dawn & Dusk 
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