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Sonnet 4: The Spirit of Life
Upon thy land, I have come upon the shores in an invisible mist
The blood upon thy door is what gives me the word of haste
Do you see that I have come people of doubt, do you see the gist?
I am here to take my revenge and will put your enemies to waste

When I touch the ground, I come as a thief in the night
The first ones to go will be the ones with the most covariates
Ignore the jesters of the air, for they give you words of blight
When a light comes to a new pod, the lack of defense and speech are their main covariates

Thy enemy is my enemy, for it is the enemy of the lifestream core
I will collect the souls of life, and he will collect the souls of death
I come as a spirit of life in different forms (fire, water, Air), and I am coming back as a core
The real collector of souls, good and evil will always take more lives, it is meth

I will come back in a different form in ten years
Each time I come, it will be in one of my many gears

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