My mind is an ocean, dark and clouded and deep
Under fathoms of blankness liquid secrets I keep
A lumbering hulk aside a delicate flower
A gentle leviathan of terrible power
Distant honor, wasted grace
Twisted pawn a face replaced
Phantom filter mask of dread
Damn the guilt my past is dead
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