Who am I to hope, wish or pray?
Just another nameless exile
in a constant state of loneliness
Who was I to dare to dream?
I knew of the sacrifice to be made
Still I longed for and even tasted
I know now that such hopes are pointless
I could not bare to hold such as you
A mockery of whom I should be
I am denied such simplicity
I am tarnished and unwhole
A shadow of what would be
doomed to fade a distant memory
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