It came from somewhere beyond the farthest reaches of the world that we know, like a creature of shadow
It came to mock us, for we are so naive that we can't comprehend it,
And truly, we are fragile and small
I cannot hold onto the truth
As it slips right through my fingers like a picture that is made of smoke
I don't know how I will last, because my body is so weak that I may crumble away

I was told that I am just a single speck of dust
And cannot be more
But I do not understand or grasp the true meaning
I no longer have a choice but to pretend
I am brave
For a soldier has to be brave

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