You fade as I
just as deathly
I don't know how far you started ahead of me, but once you could have been gods in mountains above, personalities on pedestals, scions of top breeding.
Today, some of you are dead, many faded, others declined, the rest forgotten. How your power and influence must have lasted forever, nothing ever changes, things will always stay the same old same. In the blink of an Earth's eye, your heydays, gone.
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