All of my heroes have long since died
Magnificent pillars crumbling
I took comfort 'neath the umbrella of strangers
Nescience was safety for a time
But all a stranger wants from you
Is your undying longitude
Smiling and detached gratitude
My soul is not one for standing idly by
Attentive and alert is how my self is described
I become attached to the chivalry
Disillusioned by fantasy
Shadows of jealousy invade my aura, my pride
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