Into the depths go I alone
Traveling at a careful pace
Over land and sea, foam and mist
Heavy armour and smiling masks
 
With a surface so clear and so misleading
Making up stories of inflated grandeur
Of heroic deeds and a proud humility
They hide what truly lies beneath
 
What’s to be revealed is a little child
Alone and lost in a dark wilderness
What is outside isn’t always what it is
What is inside is what it truly is

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