A Healthy Fear

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By Where The World Ends

The shadow that lingers In the purest of souls A darkness no light Can penetrate A black cloaked figure Casts shadows on a face Just enough For a story untold The eternal quest For the nonexistent best Only puts in sharper relief And those who attempt To plunder it Will experience life, brief

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