Delicacy Of Works
Someone had taken the prize.
A treasure worth cataclysm.
Some recover the vision.
Of a life fallen in secrets.
One could lose sight
of which is truth
and what is lies.
The road of revenge leads
to a structure of calcium.
And precious minerals wither
with the voracious greed.
Elements of satire
guide the fool.
If one strives to confuse,
the ignition of revolution
could cause a search.
For when a human's gifts
are stolen.
The song of expectancy
misleads.
For one wanted glory
and another construction.
One loss.
One gain.
One end.
One beginning.
The idea never left the soul.
Zealous confiscated
a legacy.
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