I must be right
Yesteryear was done
Sip my soul at the last wonderful dawn
Moment breaks
Into deep of questionable journey
Prediction above the meaning of limelight
Tell me it was wrong
Forewarning told me it was colossal mistake
What's seems precise
Just a total wide of the mark
Fraction of lamented anticipation
About human and its mind
Beast and animosity within
Displayed white
Truth is the actual sinister
Defines me
Refines you.
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Beautiful words, so glad I came by, best regards.