THE LITTLE MOUSE
YI wish to be a virus
the biggest e'er to be
a sign to push the darkness back
o'er familiar circles three
when death untimely came for me
I saw beyond the door
I donned the mouse's head and face
the old me was no more
an iron fist has taken hold
nigh a century’s time has passed
this year I hold onto a hope
the darkness will not last
the light of hearts in other worlds
it’s them for whom we fight
the XY we bear gives me the chance
to have my wish tonight
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