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as the gloom of night mealts with the forth comeing sunrise, I see the morning for what it truely is, a fresh start at life. Each day is a dream, a bubble waiting to burst with colors bright and vast as they are hard and cold. Each day, I look at the world around me, seeing the intricate threads of fate that twine between those around me. I see the weave of life, each thread helps bring the pattern of such beauty to life, but even with such light, there is also such darkness aswell. No matter what side you may see, you can not dis avvow that their is yet a dark side to all things. For all the light, their is darkness, and with that darkness, pain... sarrow...suffereing
I reach forth to take hold of the threads around me, moveing and twisting them as they will, unknotting the dark twist that threaten to build. setting them free