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Elysium
I look down upon the fields of grain, That are now sands in time, And I realize how could I be so blind, With my own life? Instead of letting it grow, And be a beautiful wheatfield for so many, I now stand upon the desert, Which I have chose to roam unendingly. It seems to me that it started long ago, So many little vicious things, That did not let my wheat grow? So now I sit and wonder, At what I have done, And ask myself truthfully, Can I fix what I have become? Could it really be so easy, To fix what I have done? To be good to others and share in their delight, Instead of of tearing down, and pillaging in the night? Indeed it seems, that I can remedy my mistakes, But it seems that, still I have the choice to make. So goodbye, so long, You may see me in my sand, Working hard and working long, To remedy the works of my hands. Someday, I hope you will return, And you will see a paradise, a place where I have grown the wheat, I have done good, and have remedied my lands. For I will have finally avenged the works of my hands. (Someday, when I hope you will return, You will see a paradise, a place, And be with me, in my lands)
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