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POESIA OTSO:

Young Man’s Tale

By: Francis Seneca

Let me tell the tale
Of a young man who didn't stop
Who fought every obstacle
Without hesitation upon domination


He'd dance carrying his father's dreams
Was clothed by his nation's pride
And the sun knew him by name
But the moon did too


For a fear settled upon his bones
The fear of banishment by his enemies
That if his not witty enough
Success will never mean


For that his dance got slower
He looked at everything
And found gaps within the moon
He couldn't see before


He was a human being
That had better thoughts
In making his father's wishes come true
And worth much more than salvation

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