The White Knight

He is noble and fallen man,
Sin-shackled and upright by Divine.
He is no pirate,
Neither is he mine.
We scratch what may itch;
We bleed how we bleed.
But inside the base,
Integrity rides a white steed
Searching for the source
Of the echo in his soul.
When he finds it

The man becomes whole.

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