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I did have nothing when I came
And so shall I take nothing when I go I was myself, with me… and all And I’ll be nothing nevermore A crow was I, I flew through life I had but me, and nothing more I gave to you a part of me And so had I, my Will to be… I had it nevermore. It was forgotten, as the rest It was as useless and as shallow As the air I flew within Wasted, but still there… You’ll go away, forget the past But still within and still to rest, And always nevermore... Blood it is, and ashes will it be Ashes in the winds of time Which change, so always stay the same As same as me… not same as you And always nevermore.
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