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Have I found myself divinity I'm no longer a slave to the vicious hands of time . . .
Don't you want to die? soul stranscending, silver shine Don't you feel alive? Your blood preserves my place in time.
Walking in the shadows of my blackened mind. Angels crave my sorrow, sorrow they will find.
