Warrior
Beneath the Summer moon's light
I roamed the land, fierce in a fight
Born of two worlds' embrace,
Unveiled a legacy that time could not erase.
Upon the plains, wild winds whispered tales,
My spirit soared, riding the endless trails.
A warrior's heart beat within my chest,
An Eagle's spirit that could not rest
Through battles and changes, I stood tall,
Empire's end marked the rise of my call.
Empire of the Summer Moon, a story told,
Of my glory and adventure bold.
Under stars and sun, my story blooms,
A testament to strength, across endless looms.
Maxwell O'Reilly
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