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The Creation

Conceived as this,
a force so pure.

Though, in the abyss,
the eye was unsure.

In despair of what it have created.
A thing far too difficult to comprehend.
Beautiful as nothing else dated,
ascend my child, ascend.




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Publicerad 2017-12-07 19:49



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