Out of the dark horizon
springs forth the blossom of tomorrow
the breaking of a coldness
and the end of chronic stagnation
the beginning of the day
the start of life
oh, how lovely living is!
A cold despair all over
drenching all energy
sapping the light
and life itself
awful, horrible, terrifying
evil itself, apocalypse coming
loss of hope
what is left, then?
A hero, a hero!
someone will be saving!
he comes, He comes
HE COMES WITH A VICTORIOUS STANCE!
freedom, security, a sense of relief
spark of hope
momentary energy, vision of a future
tomorrow suddenly rising
from dust
But why is everything
suddenly coming into focus
the battleground
suddenly arrived?
silence, momentary quiet
is the battle over?
has it been won
lost
or...?
How foolish! this is my battle!
(but not my own)
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