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They step aside letting me clean their graves There is a pagoda in the garden where they wait talking as I mourn

I hear a voice granting me this That I can give up my life for anyone I wish brought back to life But only one

Father of sacrifice needs no help to draw my pity That is piteous

Mother of passion reigned over me I resent that

Brother of empire I would re-instate But why

Sister of sullenness I feel for And ignore

Lovers of the moment I cannot deny But they did not wait for me

Children of untold stories make the most promises They will not fulfill