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The mountains tumble earthward, A hawk screams her cries, Buried in the ground, a sword, A sword of death and lies. The sword that topples kings, Makes prices rule on high, Smashed the seven rings, Forever ordering to defy. The sword no mortal wields, But he is wielded in turn, A sword that dashes shields, And souls doth does burn. |
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