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The night envelops me in its cloak of shadows, far from the world of bright lies. Here, in the darkness, I find my true self.
I feel the touch of eternity on my shoulder, not as a servant, but as a seeker of power.
I look into the dark depths that are part of my being and sense the ancient knowledge flowing, igniting the flame of independence in my heart.
I do not fear the darkness, for therein lies freedom. Truth lies beyond the confines of artificial light that blinds the unwary.
I am one with the infinite blackness, leaving behind the shackles of ignorance. The shadows whisper their millenary secrets in my ear in a language forgotten by men.
Here there are no judgments or appearances to keep. The darkness embraces me like a prodigal son, accepting me unconditionally. In its dark lap, I am at last free to be myself.
I awaken to a new reality of power and ancient wisdom. The darkness is no longer fearsome, but the cradle of my rebirth. I have found my true path in the black heart of eternal night.
