Like an ocean bare of water
A fire without sparks
A rising storm lacking darkened clouds
Or the nightfall without stars
Like trees detached from soil
And a voice without a sound
Each day we add to the dead weight
With our eyes on the ground
Grey and pale are the days to come
Wisdom lost without the past
What is life without the days to remember
And the years of pain paving your way
Accept the heavy feet and the aching back
But it's still not the time to liberate the weight
Dead weight and pain
Is what we tread upon
So whatever is to come
We won't back down
Seas may sear
Eyes may blear
We won't fear
Fires won't burn
Ropes may tear
We won't fear
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