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He is empowered But you, powerless Have not they gave any trusted name A confidant is the best cure! Seeking justice is frowned upon, child The storm will wager it's chances Your fear won't fight for you, darling Hope will! Rest assured your glass Will surely be fulfilled! But like the fire burns out and another flame rises This won't be dismissive and most certainly won't be reminded
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