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Apr 2017
The future’s in sight, I am in pursuit,
I know what I am, and I chase my home.
The heart of faith took a different route,
But I know how to play my role.


There’s fire in his eyes; something else to be said,
It pushes him past where I dare to go.
He turns forward to where he is lead,
Fueled by a blackness in love; thorns that hold barely a rose.


We design new extensions,
To serve what we have to show.
The present develops our retentions,
We know what we feel, the flight of the crow.


Where there used to be fear,
We find the armor to fight.
Years searching for what was so far lost right here,
You are the angel I called for in the black of sleepless nights.


Banded together, we share what we’ve learned,
Scheming crime on the land of our prey.
We lay the field for the life we have earned,
We're not afraid of the game we play.


We fight the world as one,
There is a future for us, no longer a mess.
And when we decide it's time to run,
We disappear into nightfall, finding our own perfect darkness.
Kat Valentine
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Kat Valentine
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