end the violence
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Listen now, youngest of us.
On the edge of ruin, I am wiser
And perhaps, you shall be as well.
A crimson silk carpet runs beneath
The house, unmoving and unwavering.
he is tall
he is powerful
he is ferocious
he is angry
he is strong
he can break anything
he can lift anything
he can stomp everything in his sights
he is mean
but he is not green
