Cast from heaven, ultimately lost in the sands of time. Warring forces thrashing within the void-labyrinths so forbiddingly empty, and sealed for an eternity. Approached by the gates of atonement, deaf repose and withered disgust. How could forgiveness be sought when chaos still gripped this realm? How could this tempest of guilt be purged? I've lost the way. The storm creeps up my neck, slowly sliding down my spine, and into my sunken chest. There is a blizzard in my being. Punished and pushed indefinitely by my strayed path, sinking in frozen lakes, miles deep. Sinking in frozen lakes, where sleep sleeps.

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