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Darling angel, won't you listen? Listen to my voice, whispering into your snow-white feathers. Hear my thoughts and do not weep. I wish you, to pray - pray for you and all your children... but never for me. Because I'm not for you. Not me, not mine and nor all that which belongs to me. It's not fate that tears us apart, and it is not time that sings sorrow between us. Death cradles me in his arms and you are his beloved. Darling angel, don't you see? Love is what separates us.