Because it is Bitter
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Repose
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Inhuman tones beneath the sea,
Curving downward and farther yet.
Lungs compress for need of breath.
Both figures set in silhouette.
For the light does die on troubled foes,
Who find the sun, oh sweet repose.
Sweat creases furrowed brows.
Water flecks on fevered hides.
The falls creating such a plight,
as their steps bring forth
their last uncharted flight.
The suspension of twin bodies.
Puppets tangled in their strings.
And how beautifully their falling
without opalescent wings
So with every force-ed breath
Their coming slowly to their death.
With silent calls of violins,
reveries, and scented roses whims
call not attention to how the sunlight dims,
but of how death brings these new begins.
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AN: I was very affected by "The Final Problem". For me, this poem displays the feeling of both characters about the business between them being settled. A sort of relief and understanding between the two as this meeting takes place and an understanding that it is the accumulation of all that has happened between them. This poem ends with the belief that both Hero and Villain have been destroyed and that now the world will have to adapt to the change.