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Xperiences of defeat have drowned my dreams,
Xpecting relief from the thundering winds
Xposing my fears in an unflattering light
Xhausted I sigh as I gather my sight
Xcluding the colours that left me so blind.
I barely challenge the sinister Xit
A temporary escape from a life of Xcess
I am blessed at the thought of a salutaryXile
Where no harm would disturb a peaceful Xistence
Where I would gaze, wearing no lamentable Xcuses.
An Xtraordinary spirit reasons my wandering thoughts
An Xample of strenght , a ritual in the eve of a fight
I Xpell with no doubt the hypnotizing temptations
That Xcite my senses in moments of confusion
I Xhume an army of ghosts mourning at my freedom.
I parade cheerfully among skeptical Xperts
They condemn in a glance a sudden Xhibition
Hoping to terrorise, setting times to Xecute
Hoping to contain my fury by means of Xtorsion.
They fail to unearth my flashing origins at their own Xpenses.
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