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  • The mortal storm

    Is upon us.

    Great beings fall

    From the skies.

    Once Angels in the heavens

    Now tempted by mortal desires.

    Some wander in the desert

    Forty days and forty nights

    Crying in the wilderness

    To escape the curse.

    Success comes only

    in Surrender.

    Which doesn't seem like winning at all...

    But it is, my friend.

    But it is.

    The mortal storm is upon us

    And we shall see

    Who weathers the storm

    Of time

    And worlds.

    Some stories must play out.

    There is a beginning

    But then the suspense

    I write the story as I go along

    I feel like a creator

    I am a creator

    As I write the lines

    And think of an ending.

    But the ending isn't

    Always what the reader wants.

    But in the end it will be.

    Yes, it will be,

    My friend.

    Dear reader

    Read on

    Have hope

    In the light

    For it will come.

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