Primal Reasoning
                        ..G.M.

Darkness, light;
Black and white.
Become they fear and safety,
constant war they are waging.
Running blind to fight there wars,
to home they return never more.
Converstion to glory is a promise from both,
as the skies they fill, with crying ghosts.
Sail the seas, cross the lands,
all for mearly they're final stand.
The battle it rages eternety plus,
only can I hope it does not swallow us.

                'End'


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