Postlude
Again the pounding
Wakes my heart
Outside the present now
The future probed
A shapeless dark
Absorbing all my query
Drowned in fears
We taste false violence
Both villain and the martyr
The postlude ever after
Unscripted and uncharted
In anechoic silence
In crying or in laughter
Each foot tread
Fueled by heart
This lumen we bring
Our passage lit
Through believing
As with all dreams required
Our spark
For we are carrying the fire
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