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Tilt back your visor Smiling victory salute O’er Hell’s fell minions And heaven’s great brutes I peer at the grey gate Gleaming with death Beating my chest thrice An unbeatable throb More invincible than mere Achilles And far less proud A sun fire A moon fire And what exactly is The Difference? Perhaps only the spelling But the mere shape is Still the stuff of stars Dying or defiant But what exactly is the Difference? So they all say But they will yet see That no man is an island But the difference Is Me Though I am no rock Tumbled in the lee I am the churning Surging Infinite sea My tainted honor gleams As a shadow in shade So long is the silence Forever I’m afraid
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