What is it I see?

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A maybe.  Such things.  Would rather be able to close my eyes and stop seeing.

Even when I despise the targets, I'd not wish this on them.


The ones who would dwell, or would if they only could, in the shadows of my name are angry.

They have mistaken too much.

They have been trying to prove their worth, but are not being witnessed.  I cannot turn them all around, so be it.

They know who is keeping them from being witnessed.  Will there be blood?  If you see it you will know it.  If these events happen, this time you will see.  Witness.

It is what I have seen.  Time is not, however, what it seems?  Choices.