The Many Faces We Share "What was to become tomorrow has already became yesterday, pale shadows growing long glimmering in pearlescent moonlight, reaching grasping branches bows bending out of sight, we walk arm in arm with our fears sheltering us from the abyssal dark helping to hide us from the monsters we are inside and through the echo of long lost footprints do we see our regrets glistening on our souls scarred like an old slaves back, and like the old slave with the scars upon his back it is through such pain we learn how it is to truly act"
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