The final frontier of desperate hope,
The King and his men are the priests and their Pope,
For it goes without saying that looks are deceiving,
That lambs can be lions and arrivals are leaving.
Frontier behind we have reached a conclusion,
Unmasked the unmasker and destroyed his illusion,
The great tasks of life: to betray and bequeath
Say all that is learned is to be buried beneath.
Conclusion decided we know where it's headed,
The future's no myst'ry but still it is dreaded,
For fear of what's known is as great as what's not,
So breathe while you can and tie life in love's knot.
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