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The Blackmoor Bridge, a path of stone, the only home, I've ever known. A place of sorrow, a place of grief, it's ghastly pose, gives me relief. For where I went, each place shone joy, it gave me promise, I was enthralled. But what it swore, it did not keep, it lied to me, and made me weep. So leave I did, my heart betrayed, look back I'd not, I just ran scared. So here I am, on the barren wall, I hold myself, my hope no more, but fear I not, for I am home, and now I walk,
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