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Just another man...

Hate breeds the life, that warms my blood,
Devastation and loneliness hold me under, as I raise myself to fall yet again,
Not life, but merely a reflection of,
And no longer do I bear the wings I have been granted,
Captivated by life, yet consumed by humanity,
Greater by definition, but lesser in value,
For the Messiah is merely another man,
Unless his name is called by the people





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