By all that stays unmoved, by all that turns and bends, I will find you, my beloved, alive or in a vault at rest. I am the one you met before, in times forsaken and gone, the one that loves your body and worships your sweet soul. Tied to immortality and fog, to rivers and bridges under mist, I am the one I have always been. a creature of countless nights, looking for who once, long ago
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