A soulless man stands in the shadows
Striving at the howl of the wind
Everywhere he looked was darkness
Not a light in sight expect black
The wind calls his name
Whispering against his ear
He raises his hand
As he clsps the nothingness
Wanting to escape his realm of opaque
But loses his grip as reality sucks him in
Nocturnal he sees opens his eyes
Making him think he'll never escape
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