-*outlive of usefulness*-

in memories of the past
as i came forth to seek
the unwavering skies bleak
like light dimming into dusk

how arduous it must have been
to muster courage for what you mean
but yet that facile ; you slowly go
away from the dreams ; you cannot hold

now that you have gone
we sound our last horn
a bid of lachrymose contrite
never the more etched into our trite

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quietus to our nemesis ; battle your fears
never felt ; never held dear
for you are mere obdurate populous
haven't to behold disconsolate dolorousness

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tanenhao *still* traumatized by the events in sec2
has expressed himself in those words you see
08S6E 豆！2:15 AM