Will to Fight

Yes loneliness a lonely hunter

And he’s calling me by name

Not out of hunger

But pity and shame…

And the call is familiar

Like that of a wading shore-

No will to look back

Or right for more…

With royal purple shouting

Amid inviting lights…

Only the storm moves on

With my will to fight.

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