Chapter 1: Wirt's 2nd Poem

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All alone 

In the middle of the Unknown.

On death row,

Don't make him mad.

He will track you down

All alone,

This is the end of the world

As we know.

Show him your loyalty.

Claims to protect,

Doesn't really.

Come wayward souls 

That wander through the darkness.

The light for the lost and the meek

Is a trick for his good,

Not yours.

Don't fall for it,

Or face the consequences.




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