'i should have been a monk...
why am i here?
these cries...shouts...curse laden... stratosphere?'
he asked himself...
and
He told him
(He was always by his side...
He hears his voice...unuttered words)
'that is the best...
going to mountains
is not a course...
stay here and fight...
here you alloy burn right
to be a steel...
a perfect thing...'

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