Born into the last chapter,
Soon the story ends no ever after,
Slip through the rafters of time,
Misplaced pinpoint so fine,
Exist am I a grain of sand,
Descend my glass as fast as I can,
Speeding down snowball mountain,
Journey cold but I'm still counting,
Track and trace every little mistake,
Perhaps forsake the guilt useless to make,
If I had my choice I'd live much sooner,
Possibly a time worship the sun or lunar,
A simple day filled with hunt and foray,
No digital head shots I have beasts to slay,
Live to protect and keep enemies at bay,
But these illusions cloud current delusions,
Confusing at times but I prefer the chaos,
For this is my era wherever it may take us
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