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My Helvete

Will the sun ever rise to loosen this obscurity?
Hoping it will work, when all is lost, when you only refuge is burned.
Transported to the most inner depths of ourselves.
Try to rise again.
Mirrors that reflect light, incorporationg fears that will become my demons.
Shackled, oppressed, alone.
Where is salvation?
In you isolation you will rise.

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