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A Dying Tale : 05

I feel the anger blaze and flare

Where lands are fraught with despair.

They linger in the darkest corners;

Large and frightful yet beautiful monsters.

Their eyes burned with defiance,

While their hearts sought vengeance.

The soil that marred their beauty mattered not

And its commonality hid jade for naught.

I sense what they felt under that graceless hide

When everything was never at their side;

They still won every fight, if you'd mind.

Even when it was their death decree signed.

The common and the fortunate wouldn't dare

To aid those that had always been fair.

I feel their beasts within rage,

And, at last, their immense courage

Gave me the comfort I seek

On darkness' tallest peak.

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