The crest at stake

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I am not a person, I am a thought

to live is pure, to love is taught

 

let gentle whispers whisp and hollow faces rest

lend your eyes discreetly, lay before a fateful test

let immersed your thoughts yee playful wake

distraught before the crest at stake

 

let the cries of empty souls be still

let them shake their weary hearts to shape

wipe their brows of bitterness

the screaming face, a cleaner slate

 

I leave my burden a test of fate

I am not man, I am a state

 

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