Origin Story
They say I came from the falling stars,
that I grew a little more each time one flew over
and placed a kiss on my forehead.
They say I came from pain and tears,
that I grew in the dark, quiet corner
where the gods go to cry.
They say I came from a far away land,
that I ran from responsibility and duty
and never looked back.
They say I came from a forgotten battlefield,
that the last dying man asked to not be alone,
and the gods sent me to sing him into the next life.
They say a lot of things, but they don’t listen.
I am the owner of my origin story,
and I say I was born from the power of joy.
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