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Illustration by @_ximena.arias
I've never thought of thoughts so sour
Then in this moment in this hour
Though all the world, I look over to tower
I feel even this, is a deserts mirage, of fleeting power.
Power, power if that's your name
I feel as though your just a game
A game for fools to play in vain
As a sad angel plays a lute as a duty
To the melody of the truth the truth and the beauty
That absolute power, corrupts absolutely
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Updated on February 12, 2019
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