THROUGH THE WINDS I HEAR THE NAMES A THOUSAND FALLING BRAVE
ACROSS THE SEAS I'VE RODE THE WAVES THE MOST NOBLE ANCIENT GRAVES
I STAND HIGH WITHIN THE BLACKENED HILLS THICK WITH PAIN
FOR EVERY PAGE IN HISTORY LIES BLOCK MY WAY

when you pass on with your story left untold, then did you ever truly exist?
with pride one should grasp his heritage and embrace the tale over again.
embed your page into the minds of all you know. ensure that your history becomes your legacy and not just the past.

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