Does tomorrow draw ever near
Or are my roots buried deep
In this isle of distrust?

A fortress, calls out for me
As I’m drawn apart by two minds
Toward compassion or fear

The wait is immense
Will I answer the reaper
With the art of defiance
Or be taken in
By the hush, of certainty once more?

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