Dark Enigma

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The sun, the moon synchronizing on the winter solstice.
Life, energy, matter, swirling into the dark abyss.
We have reached the summit of our lives when decadence takes its toll on the holy
And those of the damned.
The Sands of Time have halted
To the point where we succumb to our fates.





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