Where to Now
As to summit a mired peak
Then descend on heavy thoughts
Set leg upon fabled shore
For somber retreat towards home
Land a beast so many scorn
To bleed all life blood out
What time is spent in vain attempt
As reckless woes turn to vice
Heroes fall on self-named blade
For false gods named re-miss
Ends meet in destined tides
When love lost, twice tossed aside
We all stumble a fractured fate
Chasing shadowed grips dire slips
Until, in light, we feel the truth
And lean towards our tempered heart
No distant gold weighs as much
As deep, loving, self-lust
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