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Disproving thoughts I seek
Defining simply, what is the peak?
Of admiration that is not mine
Or words so heavy they do but brine

Distract me from my thoughts I pray
Forced to die, but begged to stay
Empty figures surround my soul
To fill the void that becomes so dull

The future turning to a dreaded fate
From fear, confusion, and selfish hate
And fight the war not made for me
Until I wake again, but free