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I see you
Playing mind games with yourself
Feeling the weight of responsibility
No end as far as thine eye can see
Shall you live your illusion of immortality?
A blooming flower
The essence of life
Free, and without strife
A dreary lilac weeps whilst it rains
longingly, as its life slowly drains
And through your quest to hold your power
I shall stand while you shall tower
Walk with me, and thou shall not falter
For the Moon often sheds her coat
To return, though brighter and stout
With a spring in her step and feeling spry
Keeping over you
with her watchful eye
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