Tecumseh Newberry
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With a reaver I make journey’s meet.
A full circle, my quest complete.
I grip tightly, the jagged hilt,
And out my hand, blood had spilt.
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I opened the doors, apparently new.
Dark red with very bright borders of blue.
My companions, trading and buying and training,
Calm because of me, life-sustaining.
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Reaver
With a reaver I make journey’s meet.
A full circle, my quest complete.
I grip tightly, the jagged hilt,
And out my hand, blood had spilt.
My enemies, far away,
I was at peace, like the trees that sway.
Who am I? The one that’s masked?
I’ll slit your throat, You shouldn't have asked.
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