I look up at the stars,
And at the one at the lion's heart,
Looking at it at night,
I remember the story of a boy,
Named after it.
How he grew up with a family,
Supporting the classifications between high and low,
How he grew up,
Fascinated by the cruelty of the Dark Arts,
How he was separated from his brother,
And how, in the end, he realised he was a nutter.
I look up at the star,
And remember a boy who took the greatest risk,
Just to improve his mistakes.
A boy, who knew it would take his life,
But in the end,
It would be for the good side.
He risked himself,
Knowing the task was too hard,
But was worth the chance.
He knew, he will die,
But he did it,
For good,
For some dude, destined to destroy the Dark.
He didn't knew the person who was helping,
He would never,
But he still did it.
Although he was unsuccessful,
Although he died in the process,
But in the end,
It was all for the good.
As I look at it,
I feel for the boy,
How he proved,
That he was Regulus,
The heart of the lion.
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