The wound-up thread that Theseus held unravelled till
he'd found, within his maze, the beast he had to kill.
Shiva, dancing in a ring of flame,
treads down the demon that his dance must tame.
In darkness Jacob wrestled with a stranger who
did not prevail, and blessed him, when their night was through
They say wolves die all alone, don´t cry for me
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