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My will is driven
By all the evil
Spirits
Presiding over the universal dark.

My soul is taken
By disillusioned
Kindred,
Stretched and entwined 'round trees of vows.

They twist and turn
To their advantage
The mind
Of every architect.

Deprived of my essence
For every creature's sake,
Left with a mere vestige
Is this enough to live?

Pragmatic lure
Or lack of choices
To put your heart
In their right place.

My will is driven
By all these vicious
Beings
With demiurge obliquities of mind.

My soul is taken
By disenchanted
Allies.
They only want another thrall in sight.

Deprived of my essence
For every creature's sake,
Left with a mere vestige
Is this enough to live?

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