A little whisper tells me so, tell me nothing, tells all,
tells me how to stand or fall.
A little whisper sends them all, leaving nothing,
nothing at all, exept for she who never left
the afterbreaze of natures call,
shall always be at one for all.
Angels, Demons and Half-demons Guild of Complete and Utter A
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