He predicted the oncoming
fates on so many good
Bad and mundane,
Said about the rise of manystars,
Polticians, workers, Goverments,
Climate, countires, on the
Status of bith time, and
The postions of stars,
Made fame and money,
But one day was killed
In an accident he could
Foresee of his own fate.
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