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As dusk settles into her short lived throne Night waits in the sky ready to cover the world, In her utter darkness The sun fights for those last rays Clinging onto the orb Trying to hold onto his lofty reign But alas night descendeth on the Earth His shroud covering the heavens The stars puncture through the inky blackness The moon rises and gives light to all that prowl Night reigns with a mighty fist and lingers almost endlessly Every little shadow is hers Every cave she claims As the sun struggles into the sky once again Helios driving his fiery chariot Night goes willingly knowing she has left her mark upon this globe For night has always been... But always, always, always there is a shimmer of hope in our hearts And in the world there shines the population with life so vital and So glorious that night can never truly win Once night ruled the sky and the very air we breath with a cold iron first ******* all that was life from the world But the light has come and with him comes his Resonating, clear hope into the world and Into the souls of the people Light, life. and hope intertwined
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Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 2:11 PM UTC
Lumiens Oriens
As dusk settles into her short lived throne Night waits in the sky ready to cover the world, In her utter darkness The sun fights for those last rays Clinging onto the orb Trying to hold onto his lofty reign But alas night descendeth on the Earth His shroud covering the heavens The stars puncture through the inky blackness The moon rises and gives light to all that prowl Night reigns with a mighty fist and lingers almost endlessly Every little shadow is hers Every cave she claims As the sun struggles into the sky once again Helios driving his fiery chariot Night goes willingly knowing she has left her mark upon this globe For night has always been... But always, always, always there is a shimmer of hope in our hearts And in the world there shines the population with life so vital and So glorious that night can never truly win Once night ruled the sky and the very air we breath with a cold iron first ******* all that was life from the world But the light has come and with him comes his Resonating, clear hope into the world and Into the souls of the people Light, life. and hope intertwined
claire-cass
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Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 2:11 PM UTC
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