Blood of fire and heart of glass
Crossing countless battlefields
Not once retreating
Not once being understood
Eternal loneliness
Waiting for one's arrival
If there is no meaning to my existence
then this body is merely a sword
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"Blood of fire and heart of glass"... great metaphor. Technically, if your sword has direction, a war to fight, then your life must have meaning, yes?
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