My hand drips with nervous anticipation.
It does not matter,
As the same is experienced by destiny’s left.
Ironic that this existence now brings me what I left broken.
I was so confident that I had satisfied all my dues,
But it looks like there are more sins to be paid for.
I do not desire power or influence.
All I want is to feel alive,
And remember why I chose to come back.
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