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The Man

I am the richest man
and the poorest man
all at once.
You have conquered my soul,
but my flesh keeps conquering me.
Riches because of you.
Poverty, all left to me.
You are the eternal dawn of my age.
Me, dying twilight every second,
everyday.
Did I say I’m a poor man?
Running naked towards the grave
to find a nameless tombstone split
in two.