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In the shimmering water's embrace, Narcissus beheld his sister's face, A twin in looks, lost in time's chase, Gazing, longing in sorrow's grace Her image, a balm to his weary heart, In the mirror of water, they weren't apart, Till exhaustion claimed him, tear by tear, A love so tragic, in reflections clear

Tonight’s air, a somber hue, Awoken by a baby's cry, so true A tiny soul in the dark it lay, Etched in my mind, never to stray A child's weeping, a delicate sound Echoes in the silence, all around In the stillness, where shadows play, I pondered on, till the break of day A lullaby unsung, a tale untold In the midnight hours, the story unfolds The infant's tears, a poignant art, A symphony of sadness, breaking my heart So in the hush of the moonlit sky I wondered, questioned, and asked why Tonight's weeping, a soulful plea, A melancholic serenade, just for me

I just don’t know who you are yet.

If you said all this, why did you have to leave me?

Why should I feel sorrow's sting, That all have betrayed you, I'll bring? Why should I feel sorrow's toll, That you're left alone, a broken soul? For from the start, it was my plea, Just you and I, no others, see But softly I'll whisper in your ear, That I'm sorry, my love, please hear I regret not acting before, To rid them from your life's shore Now I can feed you sweet lies, I see, For no one's here to save you, but me