Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
Life is an illusionist, proficient at its art.It proves to be bitter, an adversaryBut is indeed a friend in disguise, a silent well wisher.It forces us into arduous stations and assesses our limitations.It guides us to the path of defeat, even so secretly desires that we prove it wrong,It demands for us to rise despite the odds and lead it to, the path of victory.It is but a master illusionist.
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Life is an illusionist, proficient at its art.It proves to be bitter, an adversaryBut is indeed a friend in disguise, a silent well wisher.It forces us into arduous stations and assesses our limitations.It guides us to the path of defeat, even so secretly desires that we prove it wrong,It demands for us to rise despite the odds and lead it to, the path of victory.It is but a master illusionist.
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