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Rated: E · Poetry · Action/Adventure · #2090675
A somber poem about a man forced to atone for his mistakes
A warrior by my fate
Doomed to walk this world and wait
Cursed to roam from gate to gate
Searching an end to this my fate.

The power held in my hand
the fire that I command
Upon my brow lies a brand
And I shall walk alone this land.

Through barren plains filled with moans
And their sad cries and dismal groans
Through long halls made out of stone
Along high cliffs I walk alone.
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