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This poem is a mysterious prophecy for a book I might write in the future. |
| A battle lost in Strength, A Secret kept no more, A journey through the Realm, A gold key in the Sea of Elm, Once was lost, Never found. Daughter of the Morning Light, Princess of the Starlit Night, Each with a very different soul, Come together as a whole, Fight as one to reach your goal. Run away, Find the key, Once betrayed, All are free. |