“I am Immortal in its tru’st

Form!” Yes, let grace awash over

My soul to bring the absolute

Permanence in my heart’s writing.


Arrogance colors my black veins

Perhaps, but greater than all I

Intend to become: the greatest –

Yes, even better than the Bard.


Is it possible? The stony

Climb to complete the task burdens

My mind and buries my soul whole

Under the dreams, too large, themselves.


Yet, even if I fail, I must

Try or die for writing is my

Purpose for existing. “I am

Immortal in its truest form!”


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