My sanction's sanctum bewildered by doubt
will my courage rejoice me?
or am I not eager to begrudge my objectives.
can I not go home unscathed
or is my worry the bases for reworking my security
I see the poor arise as the rain dances in colors
what world supports a battery of lies and negates the souls of man?
can a middle ground be the abyss of moderation?
well I'd hope more regrets encourage less action for
why would the soul less wonders of the human condition be in effect in our sorrows
why involve reason in death?
for my plea is no longer to the devil
but to the demons afoot
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