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Oh my pricey, you've returned right after leaving me alone/Numerous souls are prepared to sacrifice their very own life for yours/My soul and many hundreds of others like me/Hi darkness, my old Good friend/I’ve arrive at speak with you once again/For the reason that a eyesight softly creeping/Left its seeds whilst I was sleeping/And the eyesight