Concluding Statement
My distraught, the thought, has lost a battle unforgot.
I take, I give, the very words I live.
I've done, The sun, outrunning the only one.
My actions are not my own, a story, I've stitched, I've sewn.
I wait, I learn, my destiny turning to fate, I cannot see in my current state.
The pain is neigh, a calder or a bite, my fatigue outweighs my might.
Crowned, sound, the darkness reaks no havok. And atop I take the stand.
Demand, reprimand, the status of your rendzevous.
The story's conclusion, I cannot seem...
to find the tragic end to...
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