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To Go Above
In a race with shadows,
Surging forward to go above,
Only to stumble back and collapse.
Obsidian murkiness looming over
My crawling reptilia,
Engulfed by an umbra,
Its tendrils of twisting billows
Invading me whole.
In the palm of its hand, consumed,
Lacerated from within.
Raising a white flag to this futile defeat.
Surging forward to go above,
Only to stumble back and collapse.
Obsidian murkiness looming over
My crawling reptilia,
Engulfed by an umbra,
Its tendrils of twisting billows
Invading me whole.
In the palm of its hand, consumed,
Lacerated from within.
Raising a white flag to this futile defeat.
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