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Abrupt is he that walks too slow,
Aligned by fear but hither so come,
Kneels beside a bed once it broke,
Feet that tramples through the cold,
Touch upon the black of darkness,
Sees the crest that shines so bright,
The light that once it were it fade,
Long that spewed its rays down at dawn,
Blasts the heathen of light away,
This so much he walks away,
This so much he looks away.

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