We seek what we cannot own
Looming in its auspicious home
We want it for it is not known
But we shall look where it's said to roam
Lured into this dangerous throne
Overwhelmed but not to groan
Panting, pulling, power, possesses
Tears starts to well but yet I moan
Temptation howls in successes
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