There was a dream once had
And in that dream a man would speak
and everyone would smile
And it would last a while
He'd cure the sick
and extra quick
the end of death would come
All would run to see the one
with magic in his lungs
And this intense demand
had left him stranded
lost, alone, and apathetic
Finally, a world of people had pushed him away
with his talent, the only quality they could
appreciate
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