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“Absolute futility, says the Teacher.
Absolute futility. Everything is futile.
What does a man gain for all his efforts
that he labors at under the sun?”

With wisdom, came pain

As knowledge grew, so did disillusionment

For understanding, I gained hatred

With power, came loss

Before, the beginning

Exemplary among my peers

Extraordinary in my talent, I

Left them all behind in my wake

Zephyrus become Aeolus

Emerging nigh to god-hood

But along with Icarus

Under the sun, I've fallen

Lost it all

I stand over this bleak dark planet

With everything I ever wanted

Except

All of my hopes

All of my dreams

Are but ashes falling from my hands

Burned in the flaming tail

Of my meteoric rise

And subsequent inferno

I have become

The Morning Star

Lucem Ferre