When the world begins to crack,
And the skies begin to fall,
He comes down.
He is no God or Devil,
No Man or Woman,
No Adult or Child.
He comes when the world is most dire
And all people have lost hope,
Yet none can do anything but feel it.
He comes to each person, one by one
All in a moment.
He taps when the tap is most needed.
He brings It together
When It has split itself apart
And everything has rested.
His presence rises when there is nothing left but ash.
Only He has the power to end It,
And it is He who has the power to forget It.
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Tyson L
What to do for a bio..I don't know. I guess you'll have to find out for yourself!
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