These are you say
days of learning
forced into earning
When all ways
Kill my passions
Of love and hope
Ever decreasing rations
Burning embers
Light torch-bearing flames
Fly past centaurs
Who go through all doors
Of age old myths
Release traps in floors
Remembered & forged
Timelessly by blacksmiths
Of yore
Orally yours
Xenolith
They be you,
everyone yet no one
These are you say
days of learning
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