Often times I wonder at myself...
I have nothing, yet I possess everything....
Why is it that I am so privelged, yet cursed?
For when one obtains their destiny, what is there left?
It is not the man who has everything at his disposal who needs to be feared, but those with nothing to lose...
By this, it appears that I am no longer who I am, but who I was to be...
With that said, I'll probably write subchapters out of the book I'm writhing.... don't expect much though....
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