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To protect the maiden from harm and capture

Or something stranger to the titan

As a lone survivor of a bygone age

When the brazen race of bronze

Emerged from nymphs hiding within ash trees


In the times before the cities grew

After the great war

As an enormous guardian

Rewarded by the smith god

To the Cretan king


Satiating his desires for a while

Before the inventor emerged from the sea

To be made a king's slave

Elusive in the bronze one's ways

Exuding a single vein of life

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