Dark Bliss

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Swirling tentacles of Shadow,
Creeping in the Twilight...
Searching for the Lost One,
Who might turn out not to be Lost...
For Darkness isn't always Bad,
Cold, Hard or Thoughtless...
In Pure Darkness,
A New form of Bliss can be Found...
Soft and Warm,
Its embrace can Soothe the Soul...
For we may Live in this World,
Filled with Things we can Feel and See...
We are all Born from Darkness,
A Pure Nothingness...
To Remember this is a Weird Sensation,
For its Unearthly Essence is hard to Understand...
But those Who Dream and Wander,
Can Long for this Dark Bliss once more...

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February 26, 2007

February 26, 2007

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