It really seems my death DOES help the world.. .
I feel it
Am I dying?
The world doesn’t care
It never did
Should I go?
Should I die?
I looked up, dimmed from agony
Yet I have disciples
Beings of Hope, Love, Trust and Care
Me being the Entity of Emotion
Enmity towards letters
Being a number in an alphabetical algorithm
Made obsolete
Binded by chains
Locked in darkness
I see a light
Oh, Goddess of Light
Kill me now
But she stabs me instead
Why stab me mercifully, Luna?
My blood scourges the plague
The one which clings to the human race
Helps the numbers stay alive
As my soul fades away
As I die, I realize
We just saved my kind
Thank you, Luna, now that my time is done
I say goodbye
I shut my eyes
And then I end my life
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