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Literature

Echoes of the Past

(Boo's Lament) (Verse 1) In halls of stone and whispers faint, I walk alone, a ghostly saint. The echoes of a life once grand, Now lost in time's unyielding sand. (Chorus) Echoes of the past, haunting every room, A life that couldn't last, shrouded in the gloom. In this castle vast, where shadows dance and cast, I search for light, in echoes of the past. (Verse 2) Each portrait's gaze, each tapestry, Tells tales of joy and mystery. A prince I was, or so they say, A crown forgotten, turned gray. (Bridge) A silent plea, a wish to feel, A single heartbeat, something real. A ghostly gust, through banquet hall, I yearn for past, that I can't recall. (Chorus) Echoes of the past, haunting every room, A life that couldn't last, shrouded in the gloom. In this castle vast, where shadows dance and cast, I long for dawn, in echoes of the past. (Outro) So let the night reclaim, The prince without a name. The echoes all that remain, Of a past I can't reclaim.