Rich Lin Poems

Through the black blood stained helmet,
He swung his agile horse in a charge
And that was where they met.
The horse of Solid Shadow.
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The mountain near the sea, seen on the hill,
The sea is so silent, but also clear.
On the mountain is seen a man so still.
The sea is pretty, disappear it won't.
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Through the forest
Into the glades,
He saw a woman start to fade.
He fought through without relent.
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