Unspeakable Power

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The power came in one day, in the form of a hand;

and shuffled it’s feet, like earth under sand-

Quoth the power surge, “I am man”.

The echoing that left it’s deafening mark, shouted with

all it’s might, in the name of the dark-

but then the ebony gained, entire control;

and all that was left;

the power, unknown…

Copyrightcopyright September 22, 2015

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