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Feb 2014
So dark I've become
And so dismal are they
Now the place that they're from
Only barely remains

Only pockets survive
Yet they still dwell on greed
The only ones who will thrive
Satisfy their own needs

They forget to remember
What their unity did
And instead turn to embers
Of the fires within

In the dark there is light
But they've left it behind
Or they've lost all their sight
Because their hate left them blind

As my existence fades
And comes to a halt
My core will degrade
Light locked in a vault

I remember the times
As I hovered above
And remember the shine
Of a thing they called love
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Unknown  Prison of Freedom
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