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Of warriors and poets, I'll tell a tale, Of a fabled kingdom, where love did prevail. In Kugnae's land, there lived a warrior so fair, His heart was pure, his spirit rare. In the castle's walls, a poet did reside, Her beauty unmatched, her grace could not hide. The warrior set forth to win her hand, For he knew, she was the one for him to stand. But a wicked mage, with an evil plot, A spell he cast, that couldn't be fought. The poet fell under a deep slumber, And the kingdom mourned, for they knew not how to number. The warrior did not give up, his love was true, He ventured forth, to find a cure that was due. Through mountains and valleys, he traveled far, To break the curse, and heal the poet's scar. In a distant land, he found a flower so rare, Its petals glowed, with a light so fair. He brought it back, to the kingdom's gates, And placed it in the poet's hands, to alter her fates. With a gentle touch, she woke from her sleep, The warrior's love, had run so deep. The kingdom rejoiced, with a celebration grand, For the warrior had saved, the poet's hand. And ever after, their love did grow, A bond so strong, that even time couldn't slow. So let us remember, this fabled youth tale, Of a Warrior and Poet, whose love did not fail. -Warrior kemoCheng | |