Born a seed of destruction,
Planted to wilt away forgotten,
Like what they thought they held so dear,
Great and dangerous potential,
Seen only as a bad spell,
A blight upon the population,
No murder and rape of tranquility,
No world lain in ashes,
No freedom to choose death rather than prison,
And the great evil will fall,
But also the great will fall,
With the stark blow of misguided justice.
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