The Dragon

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He soars high with strong wings;
Close to the sun, alone he sings,
Protecting the broken world, from kings.

The cracked world beneath him brawls;
He watches from above, waiting with fireballs,
And like a Thunderbolt he falls.

As he falls he attacks;
Always moving forward and never back,
For if he does all he will see is black.






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