This dark fate already wrought
hide horizons most have fought
with the knowledge time repeats
finding life will find defeat

as sure has hearts deny the path
love instructing hope to last
something more will take its place
the sum of fears to compensate

for the chasm between all kinds
evoked by those mostly blind
by dire concerns of power grasped
when nothing sure is meant to last

this fortune asks for monsters’ birth
far more evil than foes rebuked
by the cowards spurning joy
thus damning fate to unfold.

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