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<marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:301;top:72;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:310;"scrollamount="7" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:160;top:15;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:195;"scrollamount="3" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:160;top:74;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:322;"scrollamount="6" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:247;top:23;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:382;"scrollamount="1" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:52;top:108;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:249;"scrollamount="2" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:163;top:22;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:60;"scrollamount="4" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:134;top:68;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:114;"scrollamount="2" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:26;top:117;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:244;"scrollamount="2" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:42;top:23;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:153;"scrollamount="2" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:16;top:87;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:424;"scrollamount="4" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:125;top:99;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:135;"scrollamount="1" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:101;top:14;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:343;"scrollamount="3" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:207;top:16;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:170;"scrollamount="4" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:205;top:103;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:379;"direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:203;top:21;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:241;"scrollamount="3" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:133;top:32;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:182;"direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:29;top:74;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:216;"scrollamount="7" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:98;top:88;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:135;"scrollamount="1" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:240;top:69;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:220;"scrollamount="1" direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:67;top:68;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:48;"direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><marquee style="z-index:2;position:absolute;left:314;top:90;font-family:Cursive;font-size:14pt;color:ffcc00;height:421;"direction="down">The moon casts a shadow  but the light reflects off just enough.  The reflection in the water stares back  "who are you?" it says.   Whistling of trees,  the only response such a reflection should get.  The pond turns black and cold,  light in the world ceases to exist   The moon is only grinning now,  all alone in the sky, no stars.   Very similar to the figure standing there.   I'm sorry to be here  producing nothing but ash and despair.  The water turns to black liquid   I'm sorry I'm like this.  The mind twists and turns  until the time of insanity.  Eases, but never lets go.   I'm so sorry I was born</marquee><span style="position:absolute;top:400px"></span>