Dying of the Light

We see this happening to our fellow man, our friends and even those closest to us.

As I gaze upon that which is inevitable, I weep. There is nothing I can do, nor say; there is nothing I can do to help. If it were possible I would tear out my own heart and bare your pain.

Eventually all light fades.

We sit and watch, the dying of the light.

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