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I am the king of all the poets, the lord of all the lore,
I stand on a higher ground, above all the lament roar,
I grow as I tread, spearing through the wind,
I shall declare me,
I am the god of ego! I am the ghost song!
The words I say revolt me, come crashing on my head,
I live on them, and all that is heard and read,
No sky binds me, no earth is my walk,
I have my own earth and a sky to mock,
Real or right, I coalesce them well,
A grimace on the pulpit as I wither my shell,
Time and distance no longer confront me,
As I am there voice, and they, the song to me,
I weave my soul and my heart, into the lyrics,
They stand as life, as bare mimics,
And now I tug myself into a coffin,
A god must die too, a holy law,
As my voice is heard,
I the song, I the lyrics, is learnt,
No passion now caresses the face of life,
I say adieu to my song, my love, my soul wife,
This romance shall end.

By- Syd

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