A quiet sound
An unseen fog
An underdog
I am him
And we are them
The sunken gem
Amongst the men
Lend and send
My mind will bend
Until it's there
From nowhere
Feel the air
Sit and stare
Find the still
That fits the bill
I'm all and all
The one to fall
My old is gold
And does unfold
Unto the front
Of my hunt
My eye to you
Looking through
I steal the dark
Embark
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