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Feb 2014
The Forsaken One, Jedediah
Drew his sword, his jeweled shield
long ago labeled pariah
He stepped onto the battlefield

Solotris, Kav, and Karadain
Ordered by the Lady Beth
Knew their mission was in vain
All to receive early death

Jedediah ****** his sword
Into the dirt beneath his feet
Adjusting voice he found a chord
And hummed so melancholy sweet

Reaching 'neath his armored plate
His withered hand withdrew a note
Words he scribbled for his mate
Words she'd never know he wrote
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