Held firm to the ground, his body taut,
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He did nothing, but contemplate the ramifications that would and occurred.
His mind vulnerable to the temptations.
How had he dug this hole?
For now, there seemed no way out.
His propensities so predictible, the fiend knew it,
And so with fiery arrows did he attack with.
Long are the days of freedom,
Lomg are the days of laughter.