Jumping buildings..bridges
running narrow ridges
power..ultimate..unending
from sky speedily descending..
A hero..with a mask
his name..nobody asks..
To us he is a hero..paladin
restricted only to flying..
saves..defends..
fights till end
bruised..battered
physically shattered...
We worship..our adoration
ignoring the situation..
he goes home..lonesome
straight off tears come..
fighting the bad..soo involved
his own fights remain unsolved..
worshipers..aplenty
none to love..
he must have been twenty
hero ours...
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