Epic Poetry
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Long long ago,
But not too long ago
There was a time Wence hope did not prevail
For a kingdom was Torn apart and
never put back together
A wasted death,one I did not believe. But Death alas, I had received. The darkness came and did deceive, A darkness devil, all conceived. On troubled thoughts that I
She was keeping out of sight so well I almost missed her, but then she made one oversight, when he moved closer to the fight and stepped through a thin shaft of luminous starlight.
