They say you never really die
but only go away.
I thought of this and watched the sky
while night moved on to day.
You are a darkness, this I know,
and like the night you end;
but never will you truly go.
This pain will never mend.
A shadow always waits for me,
and you’ll be waiting there.
For now I have the light to see.
What shall the future bear?
Tale Told 
What? Who? What did I do now?
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