Standing in the rain
a blank expression, nowhere to stare
It's eyes pure white, grey flashes strobe
the scene frozen in drama, yet it drags forth...
A sudden fiery determination
Overcoming everything, to great havoc
so that the minions of hell gazed in envy
in Envy, to this great good greed...
However, strolling astray from that path,
and steadfastly guided to circumstance
Natures will, Universe-al birth
Blessed to drift in void, free...
Grab out when the three sisters bring,
Blissful pleasure, your life , a string
be wearry though, when it's lost, delighted they sing.
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