IDK. I just wrote this poem.

They creep up from behind in the dark
Smelling your fear through the walls
How could you have met with this fate?
If only you knew who you were
Then the world would be a better place
Enemies stopping you on your path
Take this blade and draw it with pride
You hold the power in your hands, now!

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