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crossed a thousand river to conquer a land already hopelessly out of survival, the sea that was signed by your words lured many in with a chance revival. I'm passed onto an old sailor, buried hidden at the graveyard once like you a blackmailer. torture of a familiar bitterness, although inviting to the witnesses, that saw it becoming what it is. waves raged over me, false hope blended with a reflection of my empathy. I've only given you my best till all of me was empty.