Burnt

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Life is uncertain,
So is my path.
I am always questioned.
How should I know such?

With limited knowledge
comes limited power,
With limited power,
It forces me to devour.

To devour the chances given to me,
with journeys and lessons
Given for free.
This is because I have learnt
One lesson,
In all I have been taught.
When I decided to hide,
I should have fought.

If I had fought
I wouldn't have lost,
lost a lot,
that before I had once thought
was not dear,
was not true.
It was all masked.
Masked by my fear.

So now I will conquer,
devour the knowledge,
devour the power,
when I devour the power
I will be stronger,
I will be tougher,
only then will I truly conquer.

So you see I have listened.
I have learnt.
To be an ultimate warrior
I have to make a new path.
The old in the ashes,
Burnt.


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