A catastrophic storm
Colored by the lilac veins of lightning.
A cacophony of mourning vultures
Circling over the remains of the living.
A moment of crescendo
Touched the depths of prolonged contemplation.
A sense of catharsis
Entailing the conclusion of a vicious spiral.
A culmination of manifestoes
Guiding my cauterising soul to a higher haven.
Clauditur et aperitur.
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