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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There was once a holy man. He created the heaven and earth, and all living things. He loved his creation, loved it more than any person could ever love any other thing. He smiled, his children meant everything to him. He created them, but he gave them all free will. They could do whatever they so choose. This turned very sour for this holy man when the children he loved starting turning on each other, turning on him, and turning his beautiful creation into a horrible tragedy. He had to fix it, but he knew he had children that would keep everything the way he intended for it to be. So he saved those children and did away with the rest. A fresh start, but after this fresh start was finished, the holy man was utterly upset with himself. How could he destroy what he loved the most? How could he ever do that? He vowed to never do such a thing again. Now this holy man has not left us, he is still watching over this beauty of his, but is he? He’s looking down, but not into beauty? This creation was now a monster. The holy man sees no hope, too many of his children are hurting, too many of his children turned there back on him, too many of his children have fallen into the grips of his worst and most evil of enemies. He swore he would never do it again, but as tears stream down his face the pain is overbearing. “must i do it again? and this time end it for good?” the holy man looks down with the utmost of sorrow in his eyes. “Let’s end it all for good, then there will finally be peace.”
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