Alpha(betically)

A blissful creature dwells evidently,

For good, 

Hoping its jealous killer's lost mind never opens portals,

Quietly, reveling sufficient treasures.

Unfortunately, vanity withers X-linked youths.

Zilch.

Poetry Slam: 
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