Oedipus
Oh dear gods, reach down and place a fortification structure over my destiny.
Man replies, "With great triumph, comes great tragedy".
I was saved by the one whose blood now must be shed.
Oh, Great Mighty One, spare me my long written prophecy!
I must now take these points and darken my world partially.
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