Not all stories end at the graveyardNot all affairs end when they get apart,
You see something and then you don't
You live there but you still can't call it home,
The hope doesn't die when you lose
The fate doesn't cry when you choose,
All the dark creates some light
All one can find when nothing hides.
You see something and then you don't
You live there but you still can't call it home,
The hope doesn't die when you lose
The fate doesn't cry when you choose,
All the dark creates some light
All one can find when nothing hides.
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