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Now he walks with quiet strength
On his journey lone
Without all that he holds dear

His vengeance will
bE shown.

Walking, running, both the same
As trembling stars fall down,
Let all the world that he can’t see
Know now, and
reSound.

Wild abandon, to the night
In noiseless grove his mind takes flight
Thinly veiled to stirring dark;
Held in check by Uriel’s bark

Quenching thirst with soft resolve
Under shell that shifts and mutters
Into darkness pierces light
Ending, while his heart still
fluTters.

Simple, simple, not too hard
Tiptoe to your wildcard
Random thinking makes it so
Each soft thing a harsh arrow
Never stopping; to the core
Growing larger; thrust and bore
Tireless but still you cease
Hating that filled all with peace.