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Immortality

Immortality

A goliath amongst its dutiful court shines brightly; it radiates warmth for all to share

A beacon of happiness for heavenly bodies, it fulfills a purpose to help alleviate despair

At the birth of its creation; an inner pact is made

An equilibrium in its soul; deems no price is to be paid

A youthful conviction seeps from its existence, with auroras of flair touching all those around

Encapsulating those who gaze upon in awe; a lighthouse for lost souls to be found

Yet Time corrupts, as for all things it should;

A corrosive force of excess, allows only ephemeral moments of good

The stability developed within the deep recesses of its core

Begin a deluge of defiance; changing life forever more

So the callous vastness of eternity warps the spirit of the Giant;

A grand cataclysm to undertake for those who have become so reliant.

Uncertainty cascades; tainting a bloating husk of what once was pure;

A hope of binary stars; the penultimate promise, nothing more than false allure

And so a system collapsed; though some may deem tragedy

Its only one everlasting dance in the expanse of apathetic reality.
 

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