The Void.
The Absolute.
The Empty.
What fills the Ougliette of my heart.
The Fates whisper it in my ear.
Screaming forever deafening.
You say that dark aura that surrounds me would have swallowed any other soul long ago.
That is my soul, the spark you see is merely the little bit of hope i have left.
The fleck represents the whole, all the while
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