It started with a sigh, and a sudden silence.
I let it die after some words of violence.
For long I tried, but you remained afar.
Even when I cried, you were just a distant star.
So I let it die, ending it with a sigh.
Me, me, me
- Sith Fisto
- A million names, a million faces. A friend, a foe, a distant acquaintance. What I am depends on what you see, what you want me to be. But in truth I am nothing like that, I'm nothing you think I am. I'm not anyone. I'm me.
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