Perhaps you’d better start from the beginning.
I am the moon. I saw a mother bird.
Plucking feathers from her young.
And from the nest. Wingless.
Fall.
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Is there more?
I am the sun. I saw a lion king.
Declawing strapping cubs.
And from the den. Defenseless.
Push.
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Are you finished?
I am a sentient being. I saw throngs.
Eradicating, crushing skulls.
And from the whole body. Pointless.
Heave.
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You saw all that and did nothing?
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I tried to wax.
I tried to shine.
I tried to reason.
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And now?
I am a hunter. A killing sword.
Hewn, borne from the wayward bones.
And from my hand, slay. Endless.
Comprachicos.