I seen a monster, he was dark and sad and his ways unfair, he was also cruel and made me feel bad. I seen his ways and didn't know why I despised him but I did and yet did I wonder in the dusk on august nights in my own confusion. The steps of life entangled in darkness and misstep, missing out on steps that rise to greater elevation, where truth rewards meager hearts, where what is, what is true, what is of consequence, dares to call out and say to all I am that to which your heart belongs.
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