I'm haunted by the strains of human limitation. Sendin you letters like I'm daring you to, In relation to you going astray. What seemed like a lifetime spent riding on the wings of the backwards devils. It was if I had fled from a lion, only to meet a bear. Cut off when I saw the unseen. Sending me to my home, covered with dust and ashes. Humiliation and insignificance. Oh, the curious teeth of a bear, those fangs, A continual lash and spur onto dedication. I will not be moved or shaken. I will not be mislead. Messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows messenger...
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