No matter the mercy, fooly upon the common,

say it now, or say it never,

What has been done, is done, and, therefore this letter.

Tomorrow is a new day, a day in the making,

Shall she stay sane, as is the wraith her undertaking?

Danger falls upon the common,

Where she is hurt, she will summon.

Those evils that has been done,

Can’t ever be truly gone.

As we grow together, let that be,

As for in this letter, create the world

just a tad better.

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