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No Longer Twain In a handSoft and smallA deadly bandTo rule them all My Master callsPlease don't let goFrom hand I fallMust this be so? Down I fallThrough dark and deepToward fireAnd never ending sleep The fire, it meltsMy soul destroyedMy hope is goneHere comes the Void For ever and afterThus we remainMy master and INo longer twain