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Eclipsing the Light

The great mystery becomes clear in the end. What began in warmth and light is swallowed by deep darkness. The enigmatic monsters came, injured, and destroyed.

Power flows through my veins, at a cross road, one last time.

The masses undulate in an angry swirl. Death and vengeance go blow-for-blow escalating the deep darkness.

Power, kills, corrupts, and destroys. This power cleanses, searing the deep with its blinding virtue.

Release hangs, hinged on my decision.

Blood, death, and vengeance are eclipsed by warmth and light, cherub faces, and sweet song.

I remembered the beginning as my breath released its last.

Radiance thundered filling every vein of day and night. Truth released.

The charge is done.

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