Wanderer In Twilight Poem by Dorukhan Baris Oguzcan

Wanderer In Twilight

Weaving tales of fate and fire, In shadows deep, he walks the mire. Torn between the beast and man, Choosing paths no blade began. Hope still lingers, dim yet bright, Ever bound to wrong and right. Raging winds sing tales anew.

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