Bard of a Wasteland
Bard's Lament: A Resilient Echo of Desolation
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You left us with fire
You departed, leaving behind intense emotion or passion
And we let it burn
We allowed the intensity or passion to continue and consume
You lined your pockets with the breath of your children
You gained wealth or advantage at the expense of your own offspring
All you leave is a wasteland
All that remains is a desolate and uninhabitable area
And we’re fighting to breathe on
We are struggling to survive in this barren place
Far enough from the slaughter
At a sufficient distance from a massacre or violent incident
Close enough to the dam
Proximity to a barrier or obstacle, possibly metaphorical
I lost the dream of a daughter
I've abandoned hope or aspirations related to a daughter
To be the bard of a wasteland
To narrate or express through art in a barren and desolate place
Lost time
Time that is no longer accessible or retrievable
Another lick of the tide, another loop in a line
A repetition of the natural flow, possibly a routine or pattern
What kind of life is a wasteland,
What kind of existence is in a desolate and uninhabitable place
fighting to breathe on
Continuing to struggle for survival in such a place
Far enough from the slaughter
At a distance from a violent incident or massacre
Close enough to the dam
Close proximity to an obstacle or barrier, possibly metaphorical
I lost the dream of a daughter
I have abandoned the hope or aspirations related to having a daughter
To be the bard of a wasteland
To be the storyteller or artist in a desolate and uninhabitable place
(I’m just the bard of a wasteland)
(Reiteration) Identifying oneself as the narrator or artist in a barren place
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