I was born the one line man. My onus was simple. Keep the gate shut. Be the first. Then met her. Almost half a century I searched for something

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I was born the one line man. My onus was simple. Keep the gate shut. Be the first.
Then met her. Almost half a century I searched for something impossible. I found it in a harlot. She demanded I let the gate crack. I needed progeny.
I let her free this crawling chaos. For the son.
The entire world is in hell now. Yet in his eyes I find heaven.
I’ve tried to close it. I’m to weak. I used all I had getting him here.
If we can survive this madness he can put it back. He just need grow.
I know I didnt do like I was supposed to. I am the one who sees.
It will be better than it ever could. I just need to hold this form long enough to protect him.
Then you will all have something none of you deserve,but we all need.

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We’ll meet again
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I know we’ll meet again some sunny day

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