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Alone I travel the chaos of time

The void of black decay my home

The winds of night my cushioned bed

The lights of day echo in my head.

 

How many paths have I now tread?

Where did my destiny lead?

For I found my destiny dead,

And take whichever path I need.

 

Walk a mile that seems a life,

The timeline's future clear,

No mist surrounds the sliver edge,

Its gentle kiss holds no fear.

 

Wrap the world in clouds of red,

The sunset lights the moon,

Veils of soaking sorrow fed,

Their tears my walls of doom.

 

Sink the sun below the sea,

Wash the earth in fire,

Wait the stars to light my way,

Below, scorched clouds perspire.

 

:raven:

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