At the Top
Here I stand,
At the top of the world
My enemies beneath me.
And at this peak,
There is ceaseless peace,
There is beloved quiet,
There is, unrelenting - loneliness.
Here I stand,
With no one to fear,
And no one to touch.
For at this peak,
There is no hate,
There are no lies,
There is only blood.
And the victor.















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