A legacy help in honored
noble spread of paper
collided strong in the wind
of cold dispair
in spite of those
who chose what might
have caused the true spark in the first place
Drafted strong in pulled like
Chase for witch it desired
wasn't far to those who rest
in tug for life the beast then breathed
only sustained by its undesirable feed
in size it grew with ever sustainable
power by the world it would eventually
devouring my friends, my family, my home
but I'm still here ~~~
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