Thor: Please, we need your help. Steve: You have to help us. You: Oh, Aphrodite you mock I'll give you gold, I'll give you my life. So unprepared and unaware of what exactly it is that you ask. These wars so often fought, claiming love's the cause. Truly, love's not thought of, the harm you wrought, that's the love you're taught. Helen's blame was naught but a lie. You like seeing fire rain and nations fall, People die and mothers mourn.
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