i mean, it's time, right?
to make that trek, that fast-paced,
that limelight
i think i might
stay and fight
rivaled only by the right we have
to see the night burn;
to watch the page turn;
the rich learn
that nothing earned is real
and we have to learn to steal;
to beg; to borrow,
lest we die by morning, let's
hold fast to the truth that
love is the true test
of our endurance of pain
and the will to forgive
our assailants
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