Ronin 5
In death’s night they come to haunt me
and beg for the years I have stolen
I have denied them existence and still
they plead me to find honor in my own
I have learned to swallow what other men vomit
and push away that which they themselves embrace
I have become the firefly
chasing the light that glows behind me
As a child I dreamed of infinite waves on the ocean
pebbles in the sand that I could summon
and mold and shape to my wishes Dreams
These waves have crashed on the shore of my present
The castles have all washed away
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