the elder gods would be proud of me

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reason alone gives me remembrances and dances
along until i'm left to see everything left bare, open, exposed
i've never wanted any sort of power, yet bestowed with it
destined to live with it, to recognize when things seem fit
even when everything is fine, time's harmony rhymes and posed
nefarious questions upon life like a pestering child who prances

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