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World of Corruption

The rush of blood as its pumping,Muffled beneath the sound of this harsh thumping. Soft, shallow, and ever hollow…My heart has chosen, my heart has spoken. There is no escaping the fate my heart has set its rhythm to,There is … Continued

Conviction

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I travel far and alone, seeking peace and simple bliss. But, I have found myself in the darkest space.Still, I long to feel it;The essence of home, a place to call my refuge.Yet still, I must accomplish an unknown task.Will … Continued