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Category: Writing and Poetry
Out of nothing...
The universe was created.
From a singularity...
Came all the pounding wind and rain,
The glorious sunshine, joy and pain.
From my heart...
Comes the life of my choosing,
For I alone control my thoughts and desires.
Into oblivion...
I will surely pass
Returning the flame of my soul
To an ocean of fire
Which burns far hotter and brighter
Than a million suns.
3:26 AM
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