End Game Poem by Fate McFate

End Game



For gone's the chases
Neither tears nor cries
As dawn got brand paces
Ye get risen.

Opportunities plenty
Fight very hearty
Get bolstered, be mighty
Ye get risen.

Yesterday's out
Today, hope's brought
Yester stigma have not
Ye get risen.

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