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Becoming

Pile tumble twist and sheer
Perspiration beads.
Rocket through the stratosphere
At spinal cracking speeds.
Ever spinning,
Ever winding,
Ever blurring out of sight.
While the universe
Sits calmly still
And chuckles at its might.
The laughing void,
The unseen foe,
The deadly darkened wall;
All wait in malice,
Frigid hate,
To break and make you crawl.
But I, no longer solid stand.
I'm vapors with a liquid core,
Disassembled strand by strand,
And stronger than before.
Where blood once boiled,
Rage once flowed,
Now lies an unknown blend.
The mixture burns
So volatile,
But strengthens beyond end.
It sears a focus through the maze.
Vision clear like crystal spears.
Finds purpose, hope, and joyous days
Within relentless tears.
Ever coursing,
Ever seeping,
Ever gushing
Through my altered form.
It glows like metal
Forged in Hell,
Yet tempers,
Sweetly warm.
Let the shadows sell depression,
I'll deal with evils later.
I focus not on dark regression,
Becoming something greater.

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