In the sea of many thoughts,
In the depths of a thousand minds,
That was where I made my home,
where prying eyes would never seek me.
The faces I once knew were now mine,
and I cradled them in my untold hands,
Remembering the words they had once spoken,
Of the cause we all once shared.
Would you remember me, who had nothing?
Would you chide me, for what I have done?
I gave wings to the heartless angel.
Breathed life into the selfless champion.
Blessed the scoundrel with grace.
Brought inspiration to the broken dreamer.
But our work is far from finished,
And I am the only one left to see it through.
No matter what I have become,
Those golden days will live forever in my heart.
Yes.
When we were "heroes".
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