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It once was beautiful
Right here
But now it swirls with blackness
Demons of fear and rage
Taunt and torture
Rend and tear
At this fleeting thing man hath deemed a soul
So fragile and frail,
Even in those in whom it is the strongest
Yet, in some those lifeless dull eyes
Doth give the impression that this soul,
This core of the mortal life
Hath been removed,
Perhaps ne'er to return
Hollow and sunken...
Yet, those few,
Those whimsical and capricious few,
Empowered with what it should truly mean to be alive
Are wholly blessed,
With the oneness of what it means to be the self.
They are the few that truly live,
And are not merely puppets of the flesh...
-Jason Straub
Return to the Shadows
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