Texty: Thrice. Identity Crisis. As The Ruin Falls.

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Only now that you have taught me
(but how late) my lack
I see the chasm
and everything you are was making
my heart into a bridge
by which I might get back
from exile and grow man
and now the bridge is breaking

for this I bless you as the ruin falls

the pain you bring
far greater than all other gain