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Perspective

I’ve lost everything financially.

my kids are insane brats.

I’m stretched to the breaking point.

And the woman I love

is off being an attention whore,

looking for a sugary thrill

to fill her void for a second.

NO.

No.

Flip it.

I’m still alive, so I can still fight.

I have my chance to build

another empire amid the ruins.

My children will someday reflect on

what their father sacrificed and built.

I have faith in love,

and that her Darkness

will be filled by my Light.

I will feed her soul and mine own,

and turn chaos into

opportunity.

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