Don’t act surprised, & don’t blame I; for what comes in New Years’ tide. I tried; scryd, died many times, yet still alive.

It’s ALL A LIE, ally. Just a ride.
You are what you are inside.
Foresake pride.
What was I to say moons ago
when I was wrong, you let go
And by (wrong [in dark]) the light
.. you were winning without fight
Now take delight in what’s right
you may live another night