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Hope Not Lost
I stand on the edge of a great cavity of darkness. The wind whispers at my ankles, urging, pulling. Hollow voices call to me, I strain to hear their message. Closer I feel myself inching towards the gaping blackness, ears listening as voices echo below. They call to me, chanting, haunting, making my head whirl with madness. Slowly I feel the darkness surround me, wanting to own me. “Come” they whisper, “feel the darkness” their voices sing in my mind, “join us with your sorrow”. Shadows begin to engulf my spirit with hopeless words, words of despair. Frantically I feel my soul clinging to existence as it dances within its death. I peer over the edge of the opening that threatens my life. A great wall of emotion grinds at my very being. Words strike at me from all directions, slashing open wounds buried deep. Something from inside me cries, praying for mercy, for help. Faintly I hear something, someone. One word softy pricks my heart, one word….HOPE.
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