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Shadows

You mistake the shadows of mountains for men

They come not from the line of rock and wind

Bloodied hands

Have no effect

On them


You mistake the shadows of men for power

Nay, their strength shall flicker by the hour

Even light

Can create

A coward


You mistake these shadows of mine for more

I cannot breathe the wind or break the shore

My friend

‘Tis not I

Who’s Lord

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