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The lost soul wondered in the darkness heading towards the shining light just ahead, which is just a gilt of salvation. But the light was sucked away and the soul was lost. It wondered aimlessly in pitch darkness, unsure if it went blind, seeking that light. The souls thirst overcome it’s pride and dignity. It could no longer denied it’s needs or wants. On hands and knees, it crawled towards nothingness. “Grant me real, make me real, show me real…” The soul rasped. The soul was dying, slowly becoming one with the darkness around him. “Show me real light….” And the voice replied. “There is no real light.” The soul vanished, never to be seen again.
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MASTER'S STATE OF MIND
I'm dead...but yet still live on...
My mind even scares me...
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