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anatomy, bigpicture, courage, fortress, human, poem, poetry, truth, warrior, warrioroflight
I am a fortress of bone and organs
with gates of teeth and curtains of hair
muscles that tear and rebuild daily
a heart that falters, praises, and inhales
the ache and adoration like everyone
But I have prepared, I have trained
I have fastened my spirit to these walls
When war is waged on my skin
I have a brigade of courage and truth
My front line is always armed
with the big picture
I am more warrior than enchanter
You will retreat from the battlefield
stained with red and light
and every time you think of me
your heart will jump, you will blink
and be blinded by the h i g h e s t