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Rise


Sky frosted dimming eyes hold back the pain of a thousands lifetimes carried on by his soul.

....a time when a hero had his final walk..

before wisdom had seeped into the chains placed by our curiosity.

 ..in the days when honour still held the weight of a man's existence

Where once stood a child watching his hero smile as a father, and charge as a fearless warrior into a battle with Hell itself.

never once thinking he would fall...

but a silence which turns his eyes to glass drowns the world.

second chances burst out the flames but a hero still remains..

prayers are uplifted by those taking part of this memory..

...............but a hero..still remains.....

families are sown together once more...yet a hero still remains..

and will forever remain.

the boy understands this now..

because hero's never plan on coming back..until the job is done.

till the last one is saved.

...the child becomes what he was shown.

and rises above the pain..

                                                      ...because a hero will never stop.

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Till the last one is saved.

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