Last Of My Kind
I soar through the air while my feet never leave the earth,
I speak lost words to those long thought gone.
I am the sun that gives no light,
I am created by the death of my creator.
What am I?

Last Of My Kind
I soar through the air while my feet never leave the earth,
I speak lost words to those long thought gone.
I am the sun that gives no light,
I am created by the death of my creator.
What am I?
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