.Meagre trees in the shrouds,
As olde as the stones....
Mourners of abandonåd love,
Fornever their woes shall grow silent.
O how many times may the moon has shone -
Reflected in these black lakes?
Should it be that we can hear,
The woes of those who ceased their life.
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