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Nothing Remains
I retreat behind the ramparts
Taking refuge within my bastion
Protected by walls years in the making
A fortress born of pain and disappointment
A fool's errand, to find respite
Betrayed was I by the voice within
I should know that only suffering awaits
Tearing at old wounds that have never healed
How could I ever dare to dream
Fire quenched can not be rekindled
I can not give that which has been given
Nor hope to heal another when I am broken
It is folly to seek a new outcome
One can not repel the tide by desire
Nor deny the lot which fate has drawn
That which burdens me can not be shared
And so I will tend to the walls
Repair those which have crumbled
Build within an impenetrable redoubt
Vanquishing any remnants of desire and hope
I retreat behind the ramparts
Taking refuge within my bastion
Protected by walls years in the making
A fortress born of pain and disappointment
A fool's errand, to find respite
Betrayed was I by the voice within
I should know that only suffering awaits
Tearing at old wounds that have never healed
How could I ever dare to dream
Fire quenched can not be rekindled
I can not give that which has been given
Nor hope to heal another when I am broken
It is folly to seek a new outcome
One can not repel the tide by desire
Nor deny the lot which fate has drawn
That which burdens me can not be shared
And so I will tend to the walls
Repair those which have crumbled
Build within an impenetrable redoubt
Vanquishing any remnants of desire and hope
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Ah, but let us not forget that through hope we find our true self, and what it has and has not. Embarking among a ritual of pain and despair for the have not and a joyous celebration for the findings with in our self that make us stronger.