Out of a deep darkness was I born. I fought to just breath to just exist the battle seem to be for ever lost no chance at winning at times the Son would break thru the engulfing darkness and administer just a glimmer of hope, and at times when I thought I saw light it was just a different shade of the dark. Now I stand on hill top the very crest and can at times see in one direction a grayish darkness and in the other direction a Pure Darkness of which I am sure there can be no turning back from, And while I pray for a true Light to come to bare and shred me from this plain of Darkness I fear that the Pure Darkness is about to swallow me. And am ready for either to happen so that the end will be known and the story stop.
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