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The Remnant

Dance in the center
let the spotlight rage
don't let me swelter
that I live in a cage

Every move tested
and every word named
roars like a tiger
not some victim that's maimed.

What did she say?
what says she in that way?

"We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies-"

No calling bluff
or call so rough
or handed mantle rings

but when the morning
light returns
we see what sunlight brings.

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