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Exile
My pain is open, I feel so weak
tears press but I won't let them fall
Never allowed a warrior grins and bears it
my life is at a crossroads
The gate is open and I want to walk through it
but goddam it I'm too different
never a fit socially
I'm better left alone but damn if I don't get lonely
one on one I'm cool
as long as you understand, past lives sometimes converge on this one
and for a while I will look and not see you
memories come and go
and I can never rectify
time travel is possible in memory
but you can't change a damned thing
Ostracized is an existence
names are useless, space connects us with time
We are brothers with women of renown
in exile I wait
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