That my parent's is dead and gone
The presence of my living memories
Irritates me like sh*t
If only my hand is strong enough
If only death! If only
If I can become hunter
A hunter of lives,
I cannot go these adventures,
can I?
In venturing the Elephant tail
It would not be enough, for me,
I would have pull him back,
Pulled back my parents life
The only if is, if I can,
I can't, and who am I if I can
To tell death you are dead!
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