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i am the branch of a willow tree,
hanging over swift waters,
fixed to a mighty trunk,
i can not fall,
in me, refuge and peril are harmonious.
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i am a song of rivers,
my lyrics are swift and certain,
they are the empty thoughts,
i see music taking sojourn.
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i am the butterfly of beginnings,
the lovely wings of brevity,
seeking darkness leading to light,
i fly quickly,
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i am the loveless,
who sees within himself,
the many slain in battle,
i am the troubled.
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i am the hopeful,
my name is 'stalwart',
shunned by the wretched,
i fall into grace.
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i can not die,
loving angels offend me,
my name is 'dual-one',
i fear dragons of hate.
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i am the longing,
hoping for the peace,
my name is 'victory',
i am forced into war.
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i am death and life,
the anvil of hope,
strike and be heated,
i am love unused.
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(c) erik, 14 April 2012, 3:32am