Lightning.
Such,
has forever sparked my interest.
For,
now as I deem myself as,
present.
I know,
such is merely light,
constantly reflecting.
Constantly,
seeking a path.
Constantly,
this primordial force,
seeking creation.
Destroy,
that which creates the sun.
For,
to destroy such,
shall be,
to destroy the void.
Within such,
Lightning shall be the only light.
Shall be,
that which frightens,
all which attempts to hide.
Oh,
to be darkness.
Oh,
to be,
that which exist,
forever absent.
That which,
exist absent the ability to stand lightning.
Oh.
how such shall be,
my forever,
target.
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