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Maeglin


And so the distance grows to light, to life, to hope 
I am falling through the smoke and through the clouds 
Was this why I left the dark of my father’s halls? 
Always the aching, longing for light and beauty 
Always the trappings of shadows and darkness and pain
Did I really dream that I could live in the light?
Madness I learnt and hatred for boldness and beauty
Under the shadows that darkened my father’s lands
Why did I attempt to claim both boldness and light?
And now the distance grows to light, to life, to hope.
I betrayed the light to darkness, chose my path.
How did I dare to dream of light… of her?