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"a gentle destruction, a tender end. It's the collapse of everything you knew and the uncertainty of there ever being anything else after this. It is simultaneously the first and last breath you ever take. It is your last thought before sleep and your first thought upon waking. It is rising and falling and night and day and life and death. It is being betrayed by whatever comforts you. It is being carefully held by whatever horrifies you. It is a beginning, an end, and a middle, all from completely different stories. It is watching as the mundane becomes warped beyond any hope of recognition. It is watching as otherworldly creatures descend ro tell you "do not fear me"  and you finding yourself calm. It is a weeping smile and a laughing frown. It is I love you and I know you and I miss you and I hate you and I can't understand you and I don't want to see you.
I hope that you find peace in any wars you're fighting."All Rights Reserved

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The Last Light by CloverWolfe

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