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The Warrior
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by
The Ironhorse Writer
© 7/8/2002
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He rides alone, into the night
Mirrors reflect, a last glimpse of light
Descending shadows encroach his path
A luminous sword, invokes their wrath
As those, long past, beckoned to heed
This Knight of Eternity, his Steel Steed
Into the darkness, The Warrior rides
Where evil's blackened heart resides
Wings of thunder, as ships at sea
Take to wind a legacy
A righteous cause must always prevail
Lest it perish in dormant sail
Thus, The Warrior, one with the road
Resolved to abide an unwritten code
Ventures forth in heart and breath
Through the valley, of the shadow of death
Should fate, this night, summon him home
Destiny, shall once more, seek to roam
Who among us, shall legacy view?
Perhaps The Warrior exists...in you
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