nicely spaced out conversations

each one revealing a bit of motivation

existing just to remind of what

decision I came to years ago

ending the time where I

devote myself to someone I knew

would not like me as much as I like them

emitting the desire to only be near kind souls

even if that means putting mean ones out of my realm

kingdoms and cottages and caves

everyone has a home to return to

now that the end of the time of upheaval

died in the arms of a war that perished

so the citizens sing the praises of the land not the steel