We see the story
With bright eyes
Called Humanity
Trapping and elusive
It calls forth the being within us
Leaving us dumbfounded
It grips you with the talons of promise
Holding your fantasy in front of you
Leading you into the march of death
You hear its siren's song of life
Drawing forth your last eternal breath
Leaving you speechless in the darkness of your mind
And then you die.
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