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Do you think the world is ruled by honest hands? That men ascend through fate and pure demands? No—power bends to those who shape the tide,
By Aafaq Ahmed9 months ago in Poets
The devil struck a deal with me, and death forgot my name, I swore I’d roam eternally, untouched by time or pain. It filled my heart with reckless joy—what man would wish to die?
