A bond recognised on first meeting
A tortured mind on the brink of defeat
Birds of a feather are caught in one net
Unable to understand the reward of retreat
Burning brightly before burning out
A load shot way too premature
Always fighting for what is right
Even when that right is so unsure
Whether as messiah, or as refugee, I can always use what resources I have to try and live a happy life.
Luo Ji, The Dark Forest by Liu Cixin