A sertain tolerance to the rain... whenever I run I find no pain.
Acheing, clenching, anxiously to what I wish were'nt the same.
There is something dark inside of me.
Hating, killing, to get free.
I stoped it once it tried to sprout.
To do it again I quietly doubt.
But if it tries to get out again.
I must try to make amens.
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TE: integrity
This is a document that I was here.
This is a document -- to prove I was at all...
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Since the beginning of Time
Darkness has thrived in The Void, but always yields to purifying Light.
Darkness has thrived in The Void, but always yields to purifying Light.