To challenge the wind
Believe you are first master
Of your broken heartDulcinea’s eyes
Gaze sweet upon my dour face
Her tears like crystalThe swoosh of my blade
Rends the clouds my enemies
They stack against meLeap Rocinante
O’r the sun the liquid moon
Seek impossiblyTo all I survey
Let them know I persevered
Despite my failures
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