I move and shift swiftly watching with the eyes of an eagle, high above the sky as I zoom in, in my review watching these people, I know what in front of me but I care to know what is the back me. AS the wind blow I smell a friend of foe, reaching trying to get close, I walk in the bling but since sight I see my mind capture vision in three de, I visualize and realize the spirit of war raging and wanting to settle the score. How much can a mortal man take before the end of time come take place, they see with mortal eyes my immortality portalize, even doe I'm alive I walk among the living in disguise they look upon me as common but I see through a light of tunnel vision that I'm inn...
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