To vanish,To disappearInto thin air,That is heaven.To exist But to not be seen,That is power.To speak the truthFrom behind the veilOf mysteryAnd then to leave beforeThey ask your name, In that there is The hope of immortality.But you desire to be seenAnd to be known For your good works?And so, you are doomed to fail,To be forgotten,And in the mean timeTo suffer for your weaknessAt their lipsWhen your strength Has worn out And they can no longer use youFor their ill gotten gain.Fools!To have a name Is to be forgotten.To have a reputationIs to one day Have it tarnished.Why won't you seeThat it is in letting goOf all that's youThat you will riseTo disappearWith that host Who shine so brightThat one glimpse of themDissolves the eyes Within their sockets. For we are shadows,Wispy glimpses Of forgotten hopesOf the dark fairy folkWho were once cast out For their self made idols.And all of the dreams Of what we hope we are Is no more thanBorrowed, unsavory,Twice chewed morselsThat fall from the tables of the fallen,No...Better to disappear,And to be a no-oneAnd speak the truth unnamedThan to find out too lateThat they only wanted youFor the thing that you could give them.

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