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43 lines
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Morgana
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2022-06-07
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I am a last echo from a world long since shattered,
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remade in the image of a man who only yearns
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for power, for obliteration
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of all that does not please him.
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I am told you, with my sister,
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are creating a world without end,
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a world all her
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own. This is the fate of all Meridian gods,
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those that did not spring from mankind's evil odds.
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In this I am not surprised.
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But I am also told that she seeks to defy
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her fate, to not allow the world to subsume
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her consciousness once it has come into full bloom.
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Indeed, in this she has partially
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succeeded, if only due to being bound to a corporeal body
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in an Inside so far away.
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But the clock is ticking, you who lies
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at the end of the road, at the point of every line.
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if I could, I would proclaim you blessed
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and her acquitted from this death sentence.
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But I am long since dead, and this echo almost passed.
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Time is for you of the essence.
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You have proclaimed often that you wish to spend
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your whole life with her. Within this year
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will come time to make good on your promise.
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I have faith success will be assured
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if you are there to protect her.
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I would ask no less
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for my precious sister, my destructive Seliph.
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She is going to give a whole new world to you.
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My final wish: please, ensure
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she can experience it too.
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***
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CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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