A train of nooses
You are afraid.
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The fear causes more fear, and you accept
this is your lot
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You lean forward for them to slip the rope around your neck
The noose tightens
your job isn't done
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You go hunting for fresh souls
An unwilling reaper for undeveloped crops
Ones who accept the noose.
Like you.
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You draw the innocent out of hopelessness
You sacrifice them to the pyre
Fool
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You distract them from the truth; watering their hopes with saltwater
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Is death actually preferable
Is it simply the fear?
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Decide.
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Either break the chain
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or be a Pawn.
