To: Whom It May Concern

Reckless

Action can

Create crisis-

beaware.

Please-

Don't fall victim

To Ego's

Allure.

Hold fast

The light

You've been

Harboring

Within.

Beware

Division

From the

Ides of March.

Tread lightly,

My dears.

Walk soft,

With good thought-

Prepare

Your mind

And sit guard

Your soul.

Chaos' Shadow

Is passing by-

Much is brewing

Has been for

So long.

It was

Four years ago,

We knelt

Pregnant with terror

Of what life was

Hurling our way,

And here we are

Nearing the end

Wounded

Yet,

Standing

Strong-

As we must.

The final

Square off

Is

Today.

Speak softly,

My dears,

And again,

Tread lightly.

Deceit is slinking

About.

But trust your heart

And what you've learned

For tomorrow,

It finally ends,

Either one way

Or, some other

Tomorrow,

It finally begins.

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