...let us all say goodbye to idle curiosity and sleepy suns...
what if i didn't know anyone?
the world is a mirror, a reflection of me
i turned to see your face, yet i saw naught but a thousand ships launched...
...to fire...to kill...yes i saw it all.
maybe it was the past after all, or
the wicked plots of the future. what was you was me, and what was me was the world...
within wounded limits and impassable words...
of hunters and soldiers and leaders and kings,
princesses and wives and mothers, queens.
why are my eyes so clouded? they've never seen a single thing before.
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