.Silence enshrouds the remembrance that is feasting on my endless pain,
My pain the scorching sun has raised from the depth of my withered heart.
Is it an illusion made up by my mind,
(Or should) I face the fact that the past is alive,
This must be an illusion made up by my mi.
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