One day I see myself becoming great
Seeing the world through its fire eyes
And feeling the cold through its freezing heart
Staring down through the pit of death
Looking into evils eyes
Letting him know that he won’t stop me
Even if I was trapped in a whirl wind of fire
Or, if I was frozen in a block of ice
Evil won’t stop me
So understand that one day I will be great
Living everyday like it was my last
But knowing everyday is the start of something new
By Nicholas B Meyer
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