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I was born of the chaos, of warring personalties,
battling for control, waging war for preicous liimited resources,
War is my creed, battle is my forging,
I am steel,
Blood shed is my crucible, fear my anvil,
pounded by the pressure of uncertainity,
I was rasied in the zoo, the cages enclosed the man, the shaking let the dog bite,
Daily visitors, prodding, tapping at the glass, ignoring the postings, what a travesty.
No one can read the signs, no ones cares to understand that enternity and purity, have no places in the cage.