A poem – Chrono Cross

Insanity leads to chaos,

Then to solitude…

The fruitless effort of adding

Meaning to what is meaningless.

A lone, crimson tear

Falls to the sea…

The echo of the remaining star

Cries out in the infinite vacuum.

The least I can do

Is send my distant prayers

Over the wind of time,

Setting sails on dreams…

The Poet – Chrono Cross (PlayStation Video Game)

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