Saving the World

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May 19, 2013
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A poem about a role-playing character, an unnamed witch hunter.

When day turned to night, my purpose got so clear
Hold back the dark, and always fight the fear
Voices they seduce me, to bring eternal night
As long as I still live, the day is ever bright
Every thousand years, the cycle starts anew
The gods of creation, made the world askew

Never Enough Time

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May 12, 2013
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Every day it starts again, more and more await
Struggle as I might, the tasks do not abate
Trying to keep up, but work and sleep demand their due
And what is left then, is not enough for me and you
Each day is limited, in what we can achieve
Time waits for nobody, and wont stop till we leave

Rest In Peace

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May 5, 2013
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Another poem about the third of my major role-playing characters, the bladesinger Zardilann Darhtill.

Lifetimes I have lived, with troubles and mistakes
Mingled with the gods, and played with high stakes
A century of peace, mind free of disease
Finding love anew, now I can rest in peace
Time leaves its mark, but still I am untouched
As you fade away, with tears your hand I clutch

No Work and All Play

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April 28, 2013
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Life consists of parts, routines and tasks that flow
Waking up and reading news, then off to work I go
Knowledge is my trade, and I love every day
People and books await, work so good it’s play
Live to work or work to live, which one is my thing?
Leisure time is where life is, and work is just a fling

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