Still Alive
The epic heroes seem gone
But their spirits live on
In the hearts of brave souls
Who risk much to find gold
Sirens no longer lure
But their voices are heard
In the songs on repeat
In the lyrics and beat
Elven influence lurks
In a gardener's work
Behind every green thumb
Their magic still thrums
Us humans forget
That myth is not dead
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