extra III

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running across the battlefield while slashing another enemy,  trying to evade . True your hand got dirty from before you could even remember but this was none of your fault . Trying to  prove that you are not guilty was difficult, yet not impossible.  Hoping that no matter how dark the night was truth would always prevail for it is as clear as the reflection of city light across the water. It may ripple and go out of focus but it shall always come back.

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Important notice:

Special thanks to
shredknives for advising,  sorry I did not find any replacement
Ironheart15 for diligently all the poems till now, I mean, while I am writing I find notifications for the votes you did, I be like wow, I just published that 3 minutes ago.
Also to all the awesome readers who have read and voted , it is ok if you did not,  toll now.
One more thing, your comments are the only thing that encourages me to continue publishing
~shinsalchem

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