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The death bell resounds, Awakening the fiends while taversing the dungeons, To the doomsday has arrived, Opposing to comply from aeons. Begging for mercy from Azrael, Concealing beneath the tapestries, Treading on the steep alleys, Shrunk & turned pale like winter leaves. Alleys leading to an unsolicited realm, Leaving behind footprints of a lone traveller, Recalling the good memories of the past, A yearning to resurrect that lasts forever. #review#poem#San