Forever
by Dirce
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Observe that man, that old, old man
Lined and folded, wrinkled skin
Hear the creak of his aged bones
Their strength grown brittle and thin
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His hair so white its color's gone
His eyes by cataracts blind
His once-fit body now gone weak
Not to mention his once-sharp mind
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He was a man who had it all
Power and money and fame
A lovely wife, a clever son
All the world to serve as his game
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But confidence turned cockiness
A choice dictated by greed
Trying to outsmart a trickster
Was a risky thing indeed
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Alas for David Xanatos
His mistake this simple truth:
He asked for immortality
But forgot eternal youth
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