Dualism

Crushed glory and broken honor, all remnants of the past
A shaken presence rumbles underneath

A humbled voice of outwardly courage harkens unto concealed brashness of hurt 

Neither of which can be extinguished by the other and both selfishly hold unto themselves 

They grapple unto hope yet clings onto pain

A heavy past 

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