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On the high hill I stand

and my mind sighs thoughts.

Like a thunderstorm

corrodes the rocks of present

I can't wait

To see the end of this fucking awful doom

I watch the inexorable

flow of time

melts into the snow

In obscure fumes

Walking among the impetuous thorns

I think back to this which was

my journey

So cold is existence

wrapped in the black cloak

the hourglass

redeems time from torment

seeking the answer

in the desire for freedom

howling at eternity

My eyes stare

at the hidden sky

wanting to satisfy

my desire for eternity.

Will it be in this world?

Or won't be at all?

Now that I've reached

a so deserved apex

I won't stop this road

The doom brought me to