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Walks amongst the grass, with a smile to the sun.

Warmth about his heart, the boy longs for lasting fun.

Fear so compelling, he walks a path through debris.

So dark and twisted, is to man's reality.

 

Craves for the power, what human will delivers.

Passion in spirit, yet adolescence shivers.

Madness does entice, he is lost and he is free.

So dark and twisted, is to man's reality.

 

Demands to the world, with a power now bestowed.

Severe is his soul, embraces reign as his ode.

Power does ensure, through war none endure but he.

So dark and twisted, is to man's reality.

 

Walks amongst the grass, with a smile to the seas.

Still is the intent, of the elder man at peace.

Subtlety relieves, when profound a man will be.

So dark and twisted, was to man's reality.

 

 

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