If your first act in the cradle
Is to strangle a snake
Winding around you
You know you are a fighter
An army of one poised
To obey without rancor
The will of the gods
And clever enough to bend
Them to your will with barely
Enough time for family or friends
So focused on the work at hand
Valor accepting its defeat
In its shroud of glory
A momentary flicker
But our hero stands alone
The first to enter heaven
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