| Plunge of the Dagger |
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| Such a token is a rather brittle device |
| To say «I won’t take you of my sight» |
| I recognise all that I cannot provide |
| Worthless whimsy if you like |
| And protectionism is hard to pull off |
| We are at risk every moment of being taken |
| It all ends with the plunge of the dagger |
| There are waves of content that crash ashore |
| And a simplicity that is blackness |
| Creeps over all |
