Overcome
I've swam the channels of despair and drowned in its sorrow, only to emerge inside a squall of pain. I've sat chained and helpless as reality stripped the dream from my mind leaving not but hallowed halls behind. Yet through adversities storm, the souls foundation is fortified. I've been rebuilt with grace's golden thread to withstand torture's freezing wind. I will rise again. I will stand out loud in front of the wielders whim to challenge the cosmos built on lies. Then I will become the storm.
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