Link to article: A Swingset's Song.
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[[>]] [[module Rate]] [[/>]] Here I am with metal arms; still and silent, knowing Tracing back to rural farms; old and quiet, sowing As a boy I learned I had; low and secret, power Grew much older, good and bad; self-taught knowledge, flowered A stronger frame gave me in life; skill and chances, schemer Not coveting success or wife; no need for child, dreamer I sought to be the one who gives; inspiration, wonder Yet failed to be someone who lives; real life is hard, blunder Setting out to shape my course; seek my own way, freedom Using skills of phantom source; make well the world, feed them Building wonders for the young; my calling found, completed The accidental trap is sprung; blood and failure, seeded I failed three times, abysmal; alone and guilty, tragic Knowing that my ledger's full; red from misuse, magic A final use symbolically; an overcharge, of strength Break my light equivocally; contorting death, its length Slumbering in playground bed; a friend is made, he listens Holding on to what I've shed; fear glittering, it glistens Betrayed and given up to some; sequestered far, contained Friendship with an odd machine; not ending well, restrained No understanding comes with this: some accidents, alarmed I give out one last Christmas gift; your colleague's here, unharmed They give up hope just like I did; forgotten long, so still Until the end times knock the world; unmerciful, to kill Eons pass and here I stay; my only friends, are rubble Calling out the only way; with broken light, my bubble A guilty lighthouse in the dark; dying planet, shattered A voice replies, a shining arc; will this one think, I mattered? [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box]] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box-end]]