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CsarRosendo
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A man can have anything, if he is willing to sacrifice
With your birth, comes a solem vow
You will have nothing, your privilege is the dirt
In the darkness, only ambition will guide you
The oaths you swear, the promises you make,
They are yours, alone.
Your freedom, will be the wars you wage
Your birthright, the losses you suffer
Your entitlement, the pain you endure
And when darkness finds you, you will face it, alone.