This was a spur of the moment poem, but i dont usually write that many poems, so I hope you like it : D
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The son of the one
Who saves the world,
But also the one
Who destroys it.
The one
Who was born,
But also created,
With a name that is not his own.
The one
With the mind
Of thousands of people,
But the only one of his kind.
The one
Who can never
Have nightmares,
But has experienced them all the same.
The one
Who was born running,
And on his first day
He saved the world.
