Felt so relieved as time have passed
Though treason overwhelms the pride.
I reassure myself at last
That what I've done can't lead to fight.
My eyes are burning with desire
Of witnessing the fate's conclusion.
And only it inflames the fire
That all I know is just illusion.
Confronting thoughts of my own kin,
I stand the ground I possess.
The ground I can call the truth
I won't succumb to someone else.
I know the clues, and all the tricks,
The punishment they will define.
Though it is true that I was right,
My word is nothing, law's – divine.
Accepting fate of non-existence,
I shall become a living case
Of someone dying for an instance
Of proving such a lovely claims.
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