Heroes and Demons

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Long long ago,  But not too long ago There was a time Wence hope did not prevail For a kingdom was Torn apart and never  put back together
He was as stubborn, as he was powerful, Even in the face of destruction, he smirked daringly. Reeling as he stood back up, he drew his blade. 
He was as stubborn, as he was powerful, Even in the face of destruction, he smirked daringly. Reeling as he stood back up, he drew his blade. 
There's a whisper in the air, when no one is around.
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