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The Three Chosen
Faceless shadows creep
Across the temple’s hall
Over the land they reap
The powers for they fall
Power prevails now
but soon he shall come
Courage standing rightly how
and Power shall succumb
Trials shall he face
and Wisdom will he see
but all these trials I will trace
for Wisdom, see, is me.
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Comments
Kodfish Says:
an interesting poem. you obviously play OoT quite a lot.
Ghazsbhahba Says:
Amazing! =U
NamelessCrimson Says:
Beautiful.