In the darkness of the night,
I saw a ray of light.
It was so pale and bright.
And then came to me an insight.
What if my quiet life
Is just a fateful knife?
It must be defeated in the fight
By someone who will go to the afterlife.
Who am I to resist fate
In this eternal, deadly debate?
After all, I will never create
A world that has valuable weight.
In the darkness of the night...
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