Tonight
Tonight As the quantum vastness ignites the cerulean ice, we ponder is it our hopes and dreams the only thing that separates us from angels and demons from our grasp would they float away like etheral strands rekindled in the innoccent vails of a new born or burn out as frail comets when our time has passed, maybe the fervent cherubim takes watch maybe we can find faith when..........nothing........else.......is.......left....
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