I've always been a rager, 
Winning odd wagers, 
Turning the tide round the time 
When this life deals, 
It deals fine 
Like the wine before you whine 
From the construction of your first 
Obstruction over the 
Years that painted all these tears 
White from the fear 
Of having no one near 
That it dried out the rain 
That once carried the reign 
Of the dead King that explained 
Us, what we need to do 
In order to regain our trust
But all these sources are must 
For pain is a necessity in its own 
Focus, on the decision 
Don't prolong the inevitable 
So many first times for our vision 
It needs to be fixed, 
Before this spreads in the open.

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