Drenched in sweat, a shimmering shroud,
Drenched in sweat, upon the ground,
Tell me, from where do you now crowd?
Drenched in sweat, all around.
You urge us patience, a whispered plea,
You urge us patience, yet I see,
Your own heart trembles, wild and free.
Tell me, from where do you now flee?
Drenched in sweat, endlessly.
Whose shadow falls, a wicked blight?
Whose shadow steals your fading light?
In spring's embrace, you dim the sight.
Tell me, from where do you take flight?
Drenched in sweat, day and night.
This mirror speaks, its truth laid bare,
This mirror holds no falsehood there,
Why do you shun what you must share?
Tell me, from where do you now fare?
Drenched in sweat, beyond compare.
Tell me, from where do you now stare?
Drenched in sweat, everywhere.
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