A game we all play

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  Life is but a petty thing,

   when it comes to the time of eternity.

    And even though we always try,

     man will never see eye to eye.

  Darkness lies where shadows fall,

   and only one creature will rule them all.

    Man will scream in crimson fire,

     as a lone demon sits atop the spire.

  No matter how hard they try,

   man will always need to die.

    And no matter how well you play,

     Death will come knocking one day.


[An all original poem by Az-DW]

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