Beautiful

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Look! Look! Don’t you see?

I’ve finally discovered it; it is no longer a mystery.

The secrets of life are now stuck I my head.

I may even know how to raise the dead…

What are the secrets you ask?

No, sorry I cannot tell you, because it may not last.

I am not sure of how I feel.

This shock, this horror, it was never part of the deal.

What kind of man am I?

To find the creature…oh my!

This creature, this monster…Beautiful? It must be a lie!

What an accident, a horrible mistake

That is this creature I did make.

So much effort, so much time

And it has all gone wasted because I ran away like spineless slime.

No one must know of this thing I have done.

I will hide it from everyone under the sun.

I feel so ashamed, for successfully pulling it off.

I must leave, I must run, until I can come up with a plot. 

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