Quest
Quest
Hunger! Hunger! Hunger!
I s he quest that is danger!
Yes! Not all love that idle,
But is gnaws and erects for real.
You claim that perfection is not meal,
And clear is it like a living deal,
Quest can be a heel,
But we usually make out of it a hill,
Quest sucks your sense of humanity like vampire,
And leave you blame the fibers of the viper,
Quest makes us ditch, the humanity pitch.
Something we should embrace, like a lovely face.
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