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category: ru
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type: paper
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layout: paper
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tags: offtop
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title: Loveless
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short: loveless
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description: На правах оффтопа, небольшая поэма из Final Fantasy VII Crisis Core.
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---
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<h2><a name="prologue" class="anchor" href="#prologue"><span class="octicon octicon-link"></span></a>Prologue</h2>
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<p>
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When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end<br>
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The goddess descends from the sky<br>
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Wings of light and dark spread afar<br>
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She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.</p>
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<h2><a name="acti" class="anchor" href="#acti"><span class="octicon octicon-link"></span></a>Act I</h2>
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<p>Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess<br>
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We seek it thus, and take to the sky<br>
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Ripples form on the water's surface<br>
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The wandering soul knows no rest.</p>
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<h2><a name="actii" class="anchor" href="#actii"><span class="octicon octicon-link"></span></a>Act II</h2>
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<p>There is no hate, only joy<br>
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For you are beloved by the goddess<br>
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Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds<br>
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Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul<br>
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Pride is lost<br>
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Wings stripped away, the end is nigh.</p>
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<h2><a name="actiii" class="anchor" href="#actiii"><span class="octicon octicon-link"></span></a>Act III</h2>
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<p>My friend, do you fly away now?<br>
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To a world that abhors you and I?<br>
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All that awaits you is a somber morrow<br>
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No matter where the winds may blow<br>
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My friend, your desire<br>
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Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess<br>
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Even if the morrow is barren of promises<br>
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Nothing shall forestall my return.</p>
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<h2><a name="activ" class="anchor" href="#activ"><span class="octicon octicon-link"></span></a>Act IV</h2>
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<p>My friend, the fates are cruel<br>
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There are no dreams, no honor remains<br>
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The arrow has left, the bow of the goddess<br>
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My soul, corrupted by vengeance<br>
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Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey<br>
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In my own salvation<br>
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And your eternal slumber<br>
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Legend shall speak<br>
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Of sacrifice at world's end<br>
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The wind sails over the water's surface.</p>
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<h2><a name="actv" class="anchor" href="#actv"><span class="octicon octicon-link"></span></a>Act V</h2>
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<p>Even if the morrow is barren of promises<br>
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Nothing shall forestall my return<br>
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To become the dew that quenches the land<br>
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To spare the sands, the seas, the skies<br>
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I offer thee this silent sacrifice.</p>
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