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Joy and sadness of Godly perents. |
| Two young men were born to lead, to do great things, to live as kings. A loving mother to hold them tight, to teach them of the things of light. A loving father to lead the way, to guide them along from day to day. Two young men were born to lead, one has fallen to the power of greed. One soars to unknown heights, crowned with his fathers light. Mother loves them both the same, even though one brings her shame. Two young men were born to lead, A war against each other. |