His life has always been such irony,
Just as he thinks he can start to be free,
When he thinks he is out of his chains,
He is opressed and thrown in the shadows again.
Turned from the dragon who stood so proud
To the little wyrmling who lies wounded and bound,
From the blossoming flower to dust in the wind,
He lies in his shadows again...
Yoru Kurosawa Community Member |
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