I can no longer be this empty husk; I can’t wait motionless from dawn to dusk.
I see now where I stand and I must act; in doing this I’m forming a new pact.
Where I slew myself, I stand where I fell; here, I must escape my personal hell.
Leaving behind now, a lifetime of loss; I’m walking these barren lands as my own boss.
I must make an effort and show the world I can; I’m ready to finally become a man.
Righteous, I continue forth on my path; I must prepare for battle and cast aside my wrath.
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