My shadow has been exposed one time too many, fetching my long disappeared vicious anger as a boy who finally found his way out from the entangled woods, heading his way home, hungry and desperate.
Brick walls are no longer surrounding my castle; the thundering shield that spared the poor remains as an abandoned memory for the mob.
My flooded moat is all that has been left behind and it has taken root.
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