Ground and paralyzed by fears
Apart torn and running on tears
Blind or ignorant it appears
Fireworks and dance coupled their cheers
Yet round the world still spun
As though I weren’t around
Slowly the smile did fade
And the stare distant and cold
So did the voice void and sad
As the heart to halt ground
Strolling astray I hit the road
For the other world in tales told
Always beyond the bend ahead
But at the market, they bought and sold
And none saw a soul trapped in the wild
On cliff edge by fate stood
Defeat is all my stature told
To wild thoughts and dreams sold
Soared and see sawed toward suicide
Too frail and finished to hold
But rise and set the sun held
Solace I found at a deserted shade
Maimed and coiled in the cold
Dust and darkness on me settled
Like a ruined city of the old
Ruled by rodents and strange wind
But rise and set the sun still held
In breath and time I shall stand
Stained faint of blood or friend
On a will bold to still hold
Deeper rooted and spirited to bend
On a mission back from near dead
The old far behind, the sight set ahead
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