Maybe one day my sun will rise
And will be brighter than that of seven suns
Maybe one day my stars
Will glimmer in pitch dark
Maybe one day my story will be told
Of the man who endured fire and cold
Maybe one day I will come out bold
Away from misery untold

Maybe one day audiences will turn an ear
And listen to my song
Maybe, just maybe
I will walk in that red carpet
I will trample on that serpent
And will have triumphed the torment

The wild will howl no more
And the witches will dance no more
To their cursing tunes and roaring barks

The hungry dogs will cease salivating
The only meal that sees me through my day
Maybe… Just maybe




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