Symphony of Halt and Home
I cannot challenge such attributes.
I cannot outshine.
I cannot compete.
By what you choose to value I am dim, unpolished and of little worth.
And so,
I lay down my weapons this night.
I concede this fight.
I offer all that I lack just to keep your attention for one minute more.
To say,
I will not fight this battle any longer,
Blood against Laughter and Moon against Sun.
I will not keep you chained though courtesy or guilt or sense of duty.
I am not for this, I withdraw.
I give up on this world.
It has bested me and I am exhausted from fighting for it,
Against it.
As it never was, so shall it be again.
A One, whom never belonged, returned from whence it came.
Simple truths, like flame, extinguished in every hidden door.
Home I go,
Only Hope that I know,
For this World I have nothing more.
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