My stars shine with red tint. Gleaming in the barren night I wait. The world around me slumbers. The eyes around me stare.
What a twisted life I drink to fate. Years past and summers fallen. The taste of the water I no longer care.
The food a shell, the texture bland.
What I wouldn't give for a beating heart strong in my hand.
The gift is calling, whispering tall promises in diminutive fashion.
I know my answer, I am ready for the fire.
My soul heavy, my aim true with fevered passion.
Tonight, I give back an heir which I am a sire.
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