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A vague shadow lurking in the dark, A sane man's worst nightmare, A vision containing death, As a wake in honour of himself. For equal sane mortals, It's a nightmare becoming real, But I, I see it as the Final clause of a neverending deal. I embraced my vision, as it was common for me, A fate, a destiny, an inevitable early death Finally I'm dead, And the vision is revealed for everyone else
