here I am walking upon the cold ground of my long lost kingdom, t`is now but a dream, a fair old dream of main, a dream that has scattered with the wind and left me with nothing remnants of an extinct memory.
the land is no longer my fertile land, mere dirt, multi colored dirt, there are no souls at sight, just me and my dirt, I walk some more and breath some more, for there is nothing els to do.
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