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Like the wings of the sparrow

I will fly towards safety

Imagining life how it was

Long ago

In the heart of a lover

With a broken soul

A head made of armor

And a body unwhole

Somehow we must learn to conquer

Feelings and visions of night

Refusing to follow the shadows

That inhumanity leaves behind

Echoed long ago

Was the quiet cry of faith

But now,although somehow,

The tainted figures of darkness

Have succumbed the frightful

The painiked, the wise

And the everlasting eagle cries

Into the tomb

Never returning.