The polarity between the joyous nature that I've fervently longed to touch and the crushing anguish that blocks all bliss is much too great and hollow as such.

The task of vanguishing the monster ***** is ultimately not a haughty switch but rather a soul *******, yet worthy gap to take with this harsh adversary.

Due to the observations that matters are never easy or subtle affairs Ah! But the **** and sweet benefits of this needed liberation thats hit.

Because, while the feeling, much further can't be pinpointed on scales of emotions it most definitely leans in favor of refreshing happiness which functions.

Very few of life's joys and treats that  money, health, renown can top the relief of shimmering hope- I'm in disbelief! It can be compared to a young bird's home.