The skies were ablazed, and burned the world to a cinder. Here I am, standing among the devastation, the world still trembling below my feet. When darkness falls, I search for the light even if I walk on shards like broken glass. Tears ran dry from despair with the scorched world. I bear the pains of the past in order to rekindle the future. I stand alone, and I endure. I await for thee, the Phoenix Ressurection, the dawn reborn from the ashes.
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This is the window to my mind and a glimpse to my very soul, an insight to a human condition. I am seen and unseen, and by and by I am just misunderstood....

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