dark the eyes of the reaper
i walk to challange the seeker for what good, this potion of life?
if all will be but sands in the glass to die
you call this four sided figured cage my home,
but you only try to keep me separte and alone
you look down on me for my diminitive size,
but i fear you not being lost in the lies.
you've become a fool, hollow, you only perform
but you have surpassed my deepest reform
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