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Close the gates
Let nobody in
Be save in your stronghold
Be with me to against me
Black or white
But the world is
black nor white,
cruel nor save,
with love and hatred
The complexity
sets my brain in overdrive
Old habits appear at the horizon
Like a huge medieval army with archers and knights
I see them coming
They are now 5 days from here
They want to drive me back
Back into my stronghold
But this time,
I will resist
I will fight back
I will show no fear
By going
By surpressing the fear
By trying not to claim
By stop playing hide and seek
To have faith
To be strong
Fleeing is not an option
This time there is no escape
Like Siegfried who has to slaughter Fafner
Like Frodo who has to destroy the ring
I can withstand them
The battle approaches
The hermit walks into the wide world
Determent through the fire…..
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