Before I See the Light.

Death comes dancing on the threads of thought that bind my brain. No blade is sharp enough to break them. Before it reaches me, will you pull me away? Will you hold my hand and jump into this dark abyssal depth? There is light underneath it all. Let us find it. Come with me.

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