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When tides change , And sides change. Hero falls prey to a new justice, And villains change to the new justice. A genocide of millions, Is a promise to a billion . A proof of God's inexistence , Becomes a roof of his existence. Right or wrong - a matter of perspective . Forgotten are stories, of villains fighting. Written are histories ,of heroes surviving. The myths of heroes , Were nightmares for villains. Love to some , Turns into hate for others. They aren't ,the moral right , They are just ,the mortal plight.
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Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 1:58 AM UTC
A matter of perspective
When tides change , And sides change. Hero falls prey to a new justice, And villains change to the new justice. A genocide of millions, Is a promise to a billion . A proof of God's inexistence , Becomes a roof of his existence. Right or wrong - a matter of perspective . Forgotten are stories, of villains fighting. Written are histories ,of heroes surviving. The myths of heroes , Were nightmares for villains. Love to some , Turns into hate for others. They aren't ,the moral right , They are just ,the mortal plight.
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17/M/India
Feb 2, 2025
Feb 2, 2025 at 1:58 AM UTC
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