When ready I was to surrender,
unconditional, and to Death, no less,
then caught my rising head a lighter shade than dark.
An impossible phenomenon,
amongst these always gathering, ever-permeating devils.
The throng of suffocating blackness parted - You who would die too: Hark!
For there in the eternal night, flickered actual light!
Where no light belonged, it nonetheless existed.
Softly at first,...
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