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Lost in streets,

With hope in our eyes,

Some people I see

Wear no disguise.

They call me a friend I call them one,

With a bond so strong

It won't shatter once

We met on grounds of common interests,

Made bonds that forged trust,

It took no time to realize,

Friends are the elixir of this life,

Treasure your friends like secrets you hide,

Though there will be chide,

In times difficult yes they support,

When you are wrong they report,

They shine light through your mind

Full it with clarity you would never find.

Do cherish them while they are there,

Because once you would say

I wish the boys were here

What is the corruption of our times,

Mortals committing a thousand crimes,

Walking a path never forgiven,

Yet protection is still given.

Nature already has given pardon once,

Humans still do not learn,

For losses that they should mourn,

The chance of repenting for sins comitted,

Feels less for those who admit it.

Running away from justice won't save you,

It is his fate to enslave you,

You will repent for eternity till his blessings arrive,

Only those who foster kindness will survive.

The day of judgment will come soon,

Cleaning this universe of evil like a boon.

Be prepared for a cleaning purity,

Which will once clean all hearts with surety

A life broken by a thousand lies,

Change is what the regal despise,

Life is nothing but a mere disguise

For reaching a grand price.

Death is the ultimate truth,

The result of a heavenly truce,

Grace is what lacks finesse, the mortals who don't interpret,

Cry when death takes a dear,

Shroud in nothing but fear,

remember , you may not see them anymore,

but they rest in peace at the heavenly core

Throughout the eons, knowledge is sought after,

People chasing glory,

Like a skilled drafter,

Took means unholy.

Summoned a cursed knowledge once,

About such a truth it spuns,

The people believed it was liberating,

the mortal world was his for the taking,

A sacrifice it took to chain him in a mind,

Impure and resilient

Like a fool for a find,

People share his story in a meadow

Still he laughs in a bellow

He was once who stood

As the king in yellow