Just like a marauder, she came
But this time, it wasnt night but the day
She didnt have interest in vaulable things
Those ones eyes admired when seen
But she was a thief operating like an asssasin
Having to steal it or accept being killed
This became a mystery when she, herself was oblivious
Even when to people or him,what she was doing appeared so obvious
A life could still be staked that she didnt know
It was still the same side each time the coin was tossed
Like even before birth the destiny had been known;
The marauder must be his nightmare
He wouldnt be able to get detached from what his heart wants
Only when he succumbed would his heart spared
Because it never back off from what it longs
He was so confused and called it a mystery
Perhaps if nothing like this exist there wouldn't be an history
The omega made known to observers their fate couldn't cross
Because if it did, a life would have lost
Saved by the twine of life to us(observers)
Destroyed by the twist of life to him
Neutral by the twist of life to her
As confusing and mysterious life seemed to be
As well and ordered it had been planned.

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