When we began this journey with fearful hearts,
we use to walk and fall like blind bats,
at the point we conceived our own dream,
we walked out bare without cream. ...
His sword is shiny but darker than sand,
its edges are as crystal clear as moon.
His sword is keen but cannot divide land.
His sword is brave but fears the war is soon. ...
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