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Once,
when the dusk of Lucy Pharr came,
celebration time opened for the Oroputs.
Now, in their hearts,
there are no pulsing beats any longer,
but only the memory of a distand land
lost in time.
When they will understand
that their searching served no purpose,
then they will smile like death do,
before carrying away the last scraps
of all what has been.
