Warning Shots

Slow down.

Think about what you're doing.

It doesn't have to be this way.

Or does it.

Something might happen or it might not.

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In these hollow hours of uncertainty the rolling roiling howls of despair bellow out from the darkness by the lair of the white worm known as silence spoiled by the placement of the pavement which spills out from the basement of the buildings that create the barrier of the foreign lands and foreign customs and foreign concepts that stand like a wall between You and I.

Ask me why...

I feel the need to heed the words of my brothers that have come before, stood before the darkness and screamed back an attack which spread the light, a symbol of the fight and a notice to know this: that we are not alone You and I.

All a lie...

These restrictions and conscriptions that put us in a place to lead our lives separated, castigated, relegated to a position that is not of our own making. The world for our taking is not a lie, but a license to be what we are, to see who we are, to know that we are not us just You and I.

Why?

IF only the lonely things that we've become could be seen by what we used to be what we are now would not look back so fondly on what we were. No. What we are would look back on who we were and say...oh. You and I...You and I.
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Once more the wicked whirlwind
Once more the dark grows wide
Once more into the night dear friend
Another day has died.
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In The Darkness filled with fear,
When neither light nor happiness draws near,
Do you think of me?
Do you think of me at all?
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Darkness falls, darkness calls...I answer.

I am Hob.