I sought power,
To conjure and devour,
New moves I made,
Found clues of jade,
To a new crusade!
And a flawless façade—
If only power would never fade.
I found a treasure,
One worth more than gold,
One that could never, ever get old.
So I went on to scour,
To conjure and devour,
In my thirst for power.
Now I acknowledge—
The power I seek,
That power is knowledge.
True power is knowledge.
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