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"For you dear Anon"

There is nothing left today
But steel and fire and stone
Though all we knew depart
The old commandments stand

"In courage kept your heart
In strength lift up your head"

And although I don't speak much, anymore
your voice has sparked flint
From my mortal tongue
Flamed with arid, lips of woe

"Hating yourself is powerful
like drinking from a cool well
Beware, for you don't know yet
That water is poisoned, 'tis a sure bet
A hundred times you mimic the motion
and still you are bound to forget"

But despite his plight
His public, perhaps,
Wont phantom the though
that beyond our great wall
Something lies out of sight
Divine in nature, no matter how small,

Now I sit in the center of a burning house
And watch it char away
I'm protected, from the flames that catch
But they burn me all the same.

- with love, by anon