Cruelly crafted by the witch of time
To despise the rich lifeline laid before,
Embracing the desiccated switch
Letting character confines bleed through
The borders hoisted as grim golems,
Marked warnings to those devout towards
Deviating away in abstract aversion,
Proclaiming that single path forward
Leads solely to death
When abiding to follow the fountain
Shines the light on the elusive lie;
Two roads did not diverge they coalesced
Out of distinct lives
But only one
Could survive
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