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Thorefin, Therifen, Theraphin, Raven Angel. I do not expect you to undestand. I am he. He is me. She are we. We are thee, And there are more. I do not think This is something Ordinary men conceive. All the paintings of darkness Are not to impress upon the critics The level of my shallow depth, Nor are my phrasings for the sake of vanity. It is the darkness that gives lessons to the light, of things that I am not afraid to learn. Like a papillon in a  season of change, I am transformed into a dark lamp, For I  have stood in many shadows. I have soaked up the knowledge. In my shadow, Illumination awaits.
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
Dark Lamp
Thorefin, Therifen, Theraphin, Raven Angel. I do not expect you to undestand. I am he. He is me. She are we. We are thee, And there are more. I do not think This is something Ordinary men conceive. All the paintings of darkness Are not to impress upon the critics The level of my shallow depth, Nor are my phrasings for the sake of vanity. It is the darkness that gives lessons to the light, of things that I am not afraid to learn. Like a papillon in a  season of change, I am transformed into a dark lamp, For I  have stood in many shadows. I have soaked up the knowledge. In my shadow, Illumination awaits.
I have a love for all things Teutonic. The evocation at the beginning of this piece is of the psuedonyms  I have used. This work is new.
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Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
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