Over the edge and under the storm, this is where you find me.
Feet firmly placed on the shattering land, Blinded by my own guidance.

I hope one day the angels will return and bring back that glimmer of light, so I can watch it dance in this darkness. Until then I am but a rat in the sewer, scrambling and screeching in the stench of my life... Bring back my secret hopes... I beg you.

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