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Darth Vader. Star Wars. ☆☆☆☆☆

Especially for you, my star friends steemit! ☆There is a character in the world, a mysterious guardian ...Who is he-a hero or a villain? Our mind is full of ideas. A great warrior and a good father, a cruel tyrant and a glorious sage! ...It is not possible to determine precisely, it is so diverse: it is amusing and terrible, interesting and cruel, and there is a current flowing through it.Chorus: Wader-name is his living machine. Good and evil. His soul in darkness is oppressive, he feels neither pain nor affection. No such feelings, no fiascoIt attracts interest and is even more urgent. Under his mask, his face is hidden, worse than evil, kinder than good. At the sight of it we do not shout "hurray." It is not dead, not evil, not good, not alive. The fear prompts it, even with a smile. Although it is hidden, but still seeing it flowing in our tears.Wader is his name. He is a lively machine. Good and evil. His soul in darkness is oppressive, he feels neither pain nor affection. No such feelings, no fiascoHow beautiful he is! He loved many. He is quite uncommon. High, sileni lonely.kto he really is? After all, he is a car and a man (though barely)He is strong and cruel, brave and high. He is interested in his fate, he is not aware of his thoughts. One is sadder ...Wader is his name. He is a lively machine. Good and evil. His soul in darkness is oppressive, he feels neither pain nor affection. No such feelings, no fiascoNo, no, he is not cruel. With him it happened, from which the soul was not healed ...He is not a tyrant cruel, such is the world with him, such is his fate. Terrible, you see, she is.Wader is his name. He is a lively car. And good and evil. His soul in darkness is oppressive, he feels neither pain nor affection. No such feelings, no fiascoSad to look at his mask, on the hidden face. So it's a pity looking at him. Though cry, even though it is not for him a paranoia. He does not see sadness, no joy. But he feels both pain and suffering. Inevitably let the crying ...And immersed in mental wanderings.