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title: "Shadows In The Cloud"
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date: 2013-01-20 15:05
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<em>I was staring out the window, distracted from the unenviable task of dimensioning a long-forgotten machine. As I stared at a shadow moving along the ground (yes, that's how unenviable my task was), I noticed the shadows that had been previously hidden, being revealed by its motion. That's when I realized how most shadows stayed hidden and unnoticed within all the other shadows.
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And that's when my eternally crazy, philosophy-tinted mind made a rather far-fetched link to my own ignorance, and my ignorance of my own ignorance. The madman within me screamed at me to express the revelation. I quelled the insanity.
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He ultimately won, though.
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A city of blissful mortals and mournful souls
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Within weary walls, and the winter cold.
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Under a gloomy sun behind a misty veil,
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In an year of a single night and a single day.
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Voices of the unquenchable soul, unheard
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In the peaceful silence of existence.
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Captured and bound by earthly vows,
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Driven to despair by an unseen foe.
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A musty past, scrolls of seekers lost
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The only remnants of a fading quest.
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As a forgotten god, a bottomless well,
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Hollow and unfulfilled it shall be.
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Puppets dancing to self made strings,
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Without a master, without a cause.
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Echoes of music from beyond the veil
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Resonate within their empty souls.
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Illusion of conviction, conjured
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By the shadowy trickster of guile.
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He who pulled the greatest trick of all
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Lies shrouded in the shadow of the cloud.
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The future holds the answer,
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To the unasked question,
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Will lightning strike?
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Or will nighttime fall?
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