Absence of color, cold and without contrite
A towering frame and eyes devoid of light
Shrouded figure a bringer of plight
Immortal wanderer who whispers goodnight
Dispatcher of souls whose wings are immense
Roaming effortlessly without any sense
Those you visit endure constant suspense
The end is the beginning so please commence
Sweet angel, please quell my woes
Dear child, set off upon a doze
I have come forth with quiet repose
Accompany me into the shadows
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