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The strong and the weak,
The wild and the meek -
We are, my carnivorous trinkets,
Disaster at it's peek.
The more - the merrier
And higher the barrier
To a one exit freedom escape
Where the world seems scarier.
Darker and ghostly,
Temptation – mostly
And filled with all those tears you've forgotten
That made it so costly.
But the freedom is now,
The question is: how
To ready your hearts
For no masters to bow
And live as you dream it – with nothing to vow?
The strong and the weak,
The wild and the meek -
We are, my carnivorous trinkets,
Disaster at it's peek.
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