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My creator built me from a dead man
Died in glorious destruction
Died facing down the mindless fury opposite to his boundless hope
Written into me collapse, regeneration, fusion
He never knew me – I cannot see beyond the valley of his footsteps
His shield obstructs my heart from the world
My creator built me from his great adversary
Is he disgusted by my face? Cataloging the similarities and the differences
Amalgam despised by both elements
I stand expected to reach for the same greatness
I stand awaiting the unveiling of my deficiency
Unable to temper the impurities, holding too much of both