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The clouds are darkened
The clouds are darkened, but
I still walk
Rain falls on my face and drowns
My hair
But I still walk on
Hail falls from the heavens
But I walk on
Rain and hail fall together
But I still walk on
Lighting and thunder joins the rain and hail
But I still walk on
Strong winds blows at me
My hair blows all over
But I still walk on
The earth around me cracks all over and around me
But still I walk on
The earth tries to knock me down but
I still stand and walk on…
Until I reach the field
Many of my brothers lay
With the bodies of my enemies
I fall onto my kneels and scream
At the sky
I look up and I see
Another on his kneels as well
He looks up and screams at me
And charges at me with blade in
Hand
I take a spear from one of my fallen
Brethren
And I waited for my enemy
To come into reach
My enemy runs at me
With blade in the air
Ready to strike
My spear blocks his
First attack
Both of us spar for minutes
But it is really hours that pass
As we fight
Each other
Thunder fills the sky, lighting
Fell and hits the ground
But he and I still
Fought on
The wind blow hard against
The trees but we fought
On still
The rains of Hail and rain
Fell from the heavens
To the earth but
We still fought
On
Both of our strength
Does not fails
Us
But one of us will fall
But who will it be
Is the question
My enemies Sword breaks
And my spear is at
His throat
His looks at me and
Closes his eyes
And places his broken
Swords hilt on
His chest
Before his dies
I walk on nothing will
Stop me from
Living.
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