When you had hope
And hope gave you form,
One might have said, "That is the man you are becoming."
But you are not a man to die with the dignity of manhood.
Labouring with us.
Daily, you gave up your manhood to swim in a swamp of lies.
Which makes you a thing.
You will die as a thing.
But perhaps hope remains.
Because infinite generosity remains...
belonging solely to your choice.
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