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May 2011
From the light each one rebelled,
To the dark each gave their soul,
Shadows of the forms they held,
In this endless night's patrol.

From the light each one was sent,
Through the dark they made their way,
Cursed beasts beyond repent,
Craving for the break of day.

From the light each one was cast,
In the dark they made their home,
Far from their once noble past,
Ever more the night to roam.
Arik Fletcher
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