Seek me, ZETSUBO, through the mist. Drown with me, in our sorrow. You may sink your pain, but cycle and pour, it shall again. Sulk to the depths you can comprehend, for I will always pull you to deeper ends. Your conviction will shatter and melt, pulling into nothing. Only then, will you be free, Only then will you rest. Despair shall waver you. Resign and mourn; your future is torn. There is show much to show you.
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