I've the soul of an artist
with no talent to express
I've the heart of a lion
yet no hunger for the test
I've the love of a mother
though no succor are my breast
I've the faith of the saintly
but no god will I profess
I've the fear of the dying
still the ending I obsess
I've the peace of the martyr
uncertain of my quest
gjs
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