he awoke with new clarity,
new purpose,
new direction,
fresh divinity;
it was as if he was alive
for the very first time;
the world echoed outside,
yet the silence remained firm,
they had taken everything;
but they could not take this;
within the darkness and chaos,
the small still light burned,
like a beacon in the night,
providing hope in a
hopeless universe,
injecting life into a lifeless paradigm,
where only death and sorrow dwelled,
breathing in solitary gasps
of struggle.
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