The vision surrounds me like a mixed haze.
A perpetual feeling of hope in the grey.
Although that feeling will eventually decay,
The fear still stands on display.
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Contemplating it now I wonder:
What in my dreams I can achieve,
for it is short lived moments that can live on
forever.
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Begging In The Abyss
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