I fly freely, and slowly take shape

I fly freely, and slowly take shape

I am the ice slowly being shaped by the sun

Slowly and daily I am finding my shape

I am starting to form now, its is painless

My shape being created before me

My soul waiting to take its place

Free from the darkness inside of me.

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formerly King Caradiean Calianta VII #2

formerly shorlived fake

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