To be as one with the world is as painful and treatorous as it sounds
An endless stream of clouded memories paint a picture of hopelessness and
harmony
As light becomes dark evidence of the unseen peril that lies ahead become clear and the nostalgic colors of a long lost life deem themselves ready........
Hope diminishes, and the heavens take head at the heavy sky of pain and suffering that plagues the mortal world
To be as one with the world is as painful and treatorous as it sounds
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