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I the Prey; He the Hunter
He dwelled in depths I dared not enter Satan the landlord; he the renter He packed his things but left behind a lidded box he hoped I'd find. It was not of the Pandora kind. Curious as to what he'd put inside... Yes, I was inquisitive enough to know if its contents had the power to devour me whole or leave me sour over the promises he didn't keep... the vows he broke that made we weep. He'd stolen my heart and I wanted it back I the prey, he the hunter. Sunset descended behind willow trees before it felt right to open the lid, for in darkness, he'd left me in sorrow, grimly haunted by the memories of him. In stygian shadows is where he often hid. How fitting the hour of midnight appealed to me to unseal the box, its cover to lift. Therein I found his silver wedding band and felt I should thank him for this final gift. In the box of dreaded darkness, I found light. A gift I understood as I held it in my hand. He the giver, I the receiver.
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