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May 2016
Here stands I at my weakest end
A soul too broken to mend

Here stands I no path in sight
An unholy darkness devoid of light

Here stands I facing a black destiny
For life has taken the best in me

A blunt blade and rusted armour
Burning ships line the harbor

Alone I face all kinds of foes
In a world filled with woes

There is no stronger than the love of two

Here I stand waiting for you.
Kancer
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