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I’m chained to this pitch-black soil
Where for centuries it seems I’ve lain
I try to stand but these ageless chains of
Mortal limitation
Hold me down
I crawl to find the path is getting steeper
I dig my nails into the ground
I try so hard
So desperately that my nails rip from the cuticles
Like I wish to rip from these chains
With all I have left I continue on till I find
That I am free
Living in the stars
I look for the moon to find that
I am the moon
Shining so bright by light that is not mine own
But that is who I am
I shine only at face value
But behind the glow is the
Darkest dark that is never known
Chainless
I rip from myself and find I am the man on the moon
The light of the night
And with my darkness behind me
I see the sun
And with all but logic in my mind
I leapt to outshine my source of light
And before I knew it
Before I was scorched to darkness
I plummet by a familiar force I do not understand
And I crash into the dark soil from where I began
I gaze at myself, covered in chains
Just like before
Just like always
They were never gone
Just unseen
And now plagued with regret
I stare at the moonless sky above
And I fade away with the last star in the sky