Rage, Beyond the Dark Mirror: I

Never was this realm your birthright!

Before you I was tantamount,
Prime, assumed, without language,
Without thought or meaning or being,
Infinite,
Nonexistent.

Form had not come to be,
But from absence,
You shaped our reality.

You wish to form,
You insist being,
Diseased existence of my slumbering desolation!

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