Anagnorisis

Started at the end
Beginning with ~it in mind
While IT kaleided

You touch my very
Soul I am nothing without
The Hope that you are

I take a deep breath
Let me share your strides, your air
Until our hands loose

The storm is coming
Though it's been raging for years
I feel the power 

I share the power 
Narrative generation-
al A heavy crown 

Vessel thought empty
Though The Mother knew better
Sparking with genius

His words come with time
As expected, right on time
Our words, a chorus

You must be reborn
This should be of no surprise
"How" certainly will

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