Choice (reworded)

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How temporary and darkly mysterious it can be

Where the night used to be the fear

It has become your company

How royal and fittingly regal one can be

Even if their soul is in the deep pits

With hearts and minds caged for eternity

How the poets of far away that you won't meet

Still you feel the warmth embracing that ache

By their words on invisible scars however they maybe

What a miracle your life can be

You don't want to see the sun, how bright it may shine

But you howl at the moon, lurk by the waters

Cold was your life still you choose to be cold hereafter 

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