This sense of smell intrigues my every motion
It begins to consume who i truly am
Devoted to the cause i collapse in sorrow
In dire stress i become vulnerable
In need of assistance, I; m in peril
Conquered, i am now enslaved to this curse
Overpowered, all abilities seem to diminish
Despite the end, a source of hope shines
Leaking existence, but just a glimmer of light
A vast road leading to nothing in sight
I am lost
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