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Mar 2023
COA
As I stare to the unascertained
Your face, still tainted on my brain
With the music you've left
Made wretchedness out of the Astaire

Repressed by all the madness
Crippled to take a step to have this dance
This new-found glory
Made us just all weary

They all shouted my name with honor
Synonymously with hatred
And as I have said, I've tried
They took a deep breath, and deflated with a roaring sigh

What is intention without emotion?
A self-fulfilling satisfaction?
A denial of ones true purpose?
Could be just another deception

A beautiful performance
A pretentious guilt
I was never a dancer
But you've always been a believer

I did all this just to save you from the fall
Course of action
Uncrowned King
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Uncrowned King  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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   Adrasteia
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