"The dark always comes, the mundane and predictable lulls us to sleep. But some times there is electricity in the air, the quiet serenity of the night changes as a distant storm collides into the calm. The friction ignites and sparks fly. The void becomes alive. A cauldron of ciaos consumes and fractures the dark depths of our soul. The stillness changes to a vortex of upward movement, forging a resounding response! Natures wrath will not stand still any longer, she must erupt and splinter the indifference. Complacency will be forced to peruse. The prisoner is freed and hearts will beat with adrenaline, pumping life into the veins of the dead. Pulsating, pounding, radiating into action. The darkness will flee, in a moment, inspiration shatters and penetrates the heavens of our mind. Releasing a primordial instinct deep with in. It must take fight across time to eternity and back again. The rains wash over, breathing life into all it touches. As the dawns light shines its warmth, the passion must burst forth in a glorious display, unfolding its beauty for all to see."
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