In This World We Must Live
Stand fast, your eyes on the mark, the hammer has fallen
Thor would have been pleased;
A man, he is born alone, stands alone, and dies into a singularity
The leave falls -it trembles in the wind
Man, they too- fall like a leave, to glory, some, and to defeat, others
Solitude is the cry of the leave me alone ones
-one
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