May the fates burn for their treacherous deed,
For now I will never be free,
I encountered a goddess, who is out of reach,
Just like an apple on top the tallest tree,
Control is gone when I stare into her eyes,
Making me into a godless animal with nowhere to hide,
How I wish I could fly away from this fate,
Yet I am damned by the goddess's face.
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