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|Poem about afterlife, punishment, death, and unrest.||
I walk a lonely road
For in death I never did die
In life I was a highwayman
And for that condemned to die
"At last I"ve found my place" I said
"whether above or below, for once I"m there my wandring feet will have nowhere to go"
I wound up on the undreside
My punishment was this:
my spirit would forever walk the roads from a respite my tired body I wished.
|The Revolutionary Blade||The Golden Halls|
|The Watcher||The Revolutionary Blade, Chapter Two|