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Indomitable matron, I’ve weathered the storm

But my fortunes are bleak and my eyes are forlorn

You paragon of wonder, you’ll make it through yet

But these past sixteen years are the closest we’ll get

Most venerable mother, it’s been quite a while

Although you can’t hear me, I know you would smile

At the painstaking progress I’ve made through the years

I’ve forged many bonds and I’ve conquered my fears

You brought me to reason and into the flame

But there I died freezin’, invoking your name

Delusion can be pleasin’ while others play the game

Won’t you let me get even or spare me the shame?

Incalculable vastness, you turn on a dime

You visit me monthly for an hour at a time

Intangible silence, make yourself understood!

My ears don’t perceive you, although they once could

Purveyor of solace, I’ll be with you soon

I’ll write you each night by the light of the moon

For your fiery sigil appears in my mind

I would know of your face had I always been blind

Commander of armies through fever and the snow,

I’ll follow your steps though my spirits are low

Untraceable quarry: my muse, you have fled!

You make yourself known through the cold in my bed

You fountain of virtue, my word is your sword

Will my noblest deeds go without a reward?

Ubiquitous icon, we’ve settled our score

I’ve paid with my life— you can’t take anymore!

I’ve forgotten my mother tongue, I’m ashamed to admit it

My oldest dream’s dead though I strongly committed

My fingers are lead and my thoughts are dim-witted

So grant me one final verse— let my soul be acquitted!

Now what have you lost—

The time that was wasted sleeping?

And tell me the cost—

Is half of your soul worth keeping?