The darkness of such distant nights
now filled my universe with non-
Existence and such fatalism
that only God could answer why
What screams to echo far yet near
its rhythm walked in ecstasy
My tears began to urinate
such pools of thought as had to be
My hands now reached for living proof
that I had been awake no less
If only to see my world go down
to rise once more and dare witness
Such terror-filled moments as these...
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