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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