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Arenea Peel
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The embrace of darkness and the frost as its companion
Dote unto me a frigid soliloquy mirroring my soul
The catharsis I awaited, no longer has me sleepless
My percieved attachment has shattered
Under the irate raging winds of this chasm
Never again will I sway to seductive tunes of the sirens
I have become moth-eaten, cold incarnate
Unchanging, beyond time's ravenous reach
A gelid light I choose to bear
For this shall become the exordium I so dearly need

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