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Lion
Through the flames of burnt bridges I walk.
Leaving a vapour trail of tears behind me.
My history unrepeatable .
My memory tarred and feathered with exotic plumes .
I sleep not in a bed of temptation but in a seething pit of revenge.
Forever and ever .
Till the end of my time.
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