Crashing into the trembling void Stretching my hand to you Losing myself to frigid regret Is this fragile love A way To say Good-bye
Aren't you afraid?' 'Of what?' 'Of losing yourself.' 'That's what I'm hoping for.
I was losing sight of the wolf ahead of me; the one inside me seemed closer all of a sudden.
Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure.
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