This Prolific Entity's Temperance.

A prolific entity regains my strength...
Reneged my stamina, for posterity's sake.
Beguiled by others, has inflamed my obviouse sores...
Rediscovering my temperance, indicates my hallowed secret source.
Perhaps a discovery of humor well thee, timely honoured...
Ignorance of meaness, has not obligated one so dishonoured.
Wasted days of valor, inates, a far spirited, leading head...
An always longing for other's approval, sped up my becoming, longly dead.

by Michael Gale

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