I was compassionate
once
I told stories,
saved lives
then the stories spread
and I saved a world
but what have I done lately?
I sit on my straight chair
I offer no light
to the world or to the room
I destroyed just one moment,
pissed it away in forgetfulness,
struck at everything in malice
the world I had saved
collapsed in torn ligaments,
its Atlas, trembling, impotent
in space
now the one I gave life to
fancies that she can
return me to grace
good luck, my love
my sweet daughter
I gave up long ago
I hope
you succeed
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