Beside's the healing cross hospital dwelt he once
Beside's the healing cross structure is his small storey house
Afraid of the obvious rising young children around
Their soon would be seen wealthy presences battles he yet
By day and night this failures seek and destroy others
The fruits of the labours of others fills their pockets daily
A failures family battles the growth of other families daily
Their end is in the horizon I thee tell and assure
Non will miss what will be removed soon
A failures family!
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End is in the horizon, good one