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Sep 2016
Who will walk with me,
When I return?

When I'm here you'll see,
You will learn.  

Who will stand with me,  
When I am here?  

Some will run from me,  
While others will come near.

I'm not who you want me to be,
some will only see what they want to see.  

Trust me now,  I've been to a lot of places,
the further I go, there are fewer faces.  

I'll help you all, when I reach the end.
But for now, this is all I can send.  

Watch out for when I am here,  
For I will bring mass panic and fear.

You understand its not my intention at all,
but the futures dark, and the stakes are tall.

The war I herald, is a lot to take in.  
Its a grueling struggle, we can't win.  

I've been fighting, so very, very long.  
so its been years, since I've been strong.  

A steady drip puts hole in stone,  
and we have dwindled as they have grown.

Though we're going to die..  
I stand look and them in the eye.  

Humanity,  our entire race,
We stand proudly,  look death in the face.  

We won't go without a fight,  
In the end,  they'll feel our might.  

After they crush the last of our race,  
I will come there and some will give chase.

Thats how the war starts every time,
listen to my words, to hell with the rhyme.

Wait for the rise of the Modded nation.
They bring with them a mass starvation.  

They're led by  hackers and AI despots,  
They are the army of  cyborg warbots.
The Fellow Traveler
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