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When my time here is us, I will still remember. When these out lands ban me from these trails, I will still remember.

The yearly angel that holds my memories may visit whenever we are given the period to start anew, suggesting to erase

this negativity that has flooded thy heart, swallowing up some thousands of cells, but even then I still choose to remember.

Running from the chaos of the past is both useless, and for the wicked. To escape the chaos that may lie in future roads ahead,

is nothing but fighting. Your faces will remain present, but your souls will become fragments, fragments from nothing but older realms,

in which this realm is yet to become.

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These dreams lately have been taunting me of a mysterious future.

Something so beautiful far within the skies has my heart beating like never before.

What is this feeling that feels so wretched, because in reality so un-real, but at the same time, so comforting from all I’ve ever felt.

Perhaps these dawning skies have been blessing me with some promising visions, yet I will not let my mind play games just yet.

If you so exist, then where have you been? The lands long before cavern walls have me re-tracing these feeling like never before.

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Such strange following have captivated me here. This though of immense flames has me feeling quite trapped in and cautious of my ever move. My eye, sharply, and keenly, watching my surroundings, something feels not right. I remember these strange days ever since the darkness first spread it’s wings along this land. Though these mysterious mornings full of wonder and hope seem to be so bright, what dwells after sunrise may be darker than anything I could ever predict. So today, I am told to watch my surroundings, and caution my steps, for lately I have been to careless, a fool, and blind.