The Orphan, The Poet
epilogue
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You always say snakes never sleep.
Though their eyes close, they don't ever dream.
So I'm tired, I'm awake.
But how could this be so?
Lying here in the dark, my belly's to the dirt with my eyes closed.
So how do I see the stars?
mistakes are growing thick, so I'll shed my skin by dragging my back 'gainst the rocks and the sticks.
So I'm borne of my regret.
But how could you see my skin only for its scars?
I see us for who we'll be, not only who we are.