((I'd like to invite my gaia friend 'ameliabeaver' to join, :33))
In which case, I'd like to enter this poem on the behalf of Aisling.
Kneel
In this place I call my home,
I fear—I fear—I am all alone.
But over-all, I know I am just fine.
Because after all, I do have some time.
To others, though, I can be mean.
But there is more to me, unseen.
My heart is big, much like my eyes.
With both, I see—truth before lies.
I trust first, before I know…
The road I’ve chosen, I must not go.
I struggle too, please believe.
So much hope, that I cannot leave.
Oh, I am not alone, I now see.
All of your ghosts, they follow me.
To put their burden—on my soul.
And through my heart, they leave a hole.
I am consumed by fear, that’s all I do.
I’d give up dreams, only for you.
What would you give, to preserve me?
Oh but I’d never ask, as you may see…
For all alone, I must always be.
In front of demons, my path I see.
For always fearful, I must feel.
And in front of Angels, I must kneel.
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