All things must change
in the fullness of time,
and the dawn shall come,
albeit in shadowed tones in its coming.
Seeping into man’s being
and stealing the darkness,
it shall wrest his heart from the grip of death.
Lifting the mind above all things
set in this baleful world,
in its beauty, to be unfurled.
The dawn shall come,
albeit in shadowed tones.
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