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These constellations gleaming at us from afar They give rise to frigid memories in my mind My stellar memetoes are the brightest signs that twinkle away Infinity, the faustian spirit, disheartened, by all I will never get up there alone but still I will always percieve their company I honor the farthest fall His fall, I, I... In my thirst for knowledge a new kind of thought arose. Enriched me. Their weight will always burden me. As I then fell into reverie. My (struggling) heart felt it's end, I lifted the bodkin. I fall the final recourse and the fall, it made me tired, meltdown I fly All remembered They are the reminders of all All to us unknown, unknown. From Letras Mania