how can you face me. the bright light revealing a replica of your intentions. i see you there. tracing the carefully meditated lines. floating on the edge of my destruction. like you want to destroy me? you cannot burn a heart of ashes you cannot penetrate my mind of steel. my moat wont let you get to me. sweetness for the loser is coal to the fire you burn-engulfing my chances of victory.
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