I am owed no rewards
No heartfelt words
On this somber, day of days
For I’ve fallen
Far from peril’s reach
Stripped bare, and in want
For the mangy tatters of courage
Loyalty is adrift
Dispatched at my hands
Aquiver
With the cold streams of fear
I am spared with each mile
I blaze with haste
On these fear-filled
Smoldering roads
In retreat
From the great burden of valor
I mindlessly trail
Into merciful despair

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