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Poems of The Devil's Work

 

I envy The Dark, III

 

I pity the light for wanting to capture the spirit of You,

for You are the truest of all lights

 

Your inner strength is like a flame,

finding its way around

 

spreading its glance in the darkest of nights,

and the sadest of destinies

 

You are magnificent
 

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