The last one shall stand upon this precipice
It will call out into the wilderness
A shout of peace
Eyes closed and arms raised aloft
The last human on earth will stand
And call out in pain.
He will be called the weeper of sorrows
The one who was left behind
Despite his pain
And over-riding his desires
The one will have a name of truth
And it will be "the Weeper"
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