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Artist“Oh my King, where lies your home when you’re exiled and alone?” “A forest of lies filled with hauntings of night have claimed me as their own.” “Beloved Ruler, where were your men in the hour you needed them most?” “Betrayal by friends left me broken and bent, in a strange, haunted cold.” “Oh my Lord, where was your sword in the heat of the battle’s rage?” “Betrayed in the dark by my own trusted guards, I lost it in the fray.” “Beloved Master, where will you go to live out your exiled days?” “I’ll search for a peace in my slumber so sweet, til sleep eternal stay.” “Oh my king, where is your hope when you’re exiled and alone?” “In vagabond robes I have learned to know, the dawn will always come. In vagabond robes I have learned to hope, til I find my home.”
This is a poem I wrote.