A friend to the nameless
Untied and shameless
A vagabond of distant songs
A solid rock to perch upon
A memory that sticks around
long after the experience has dawned
In dark and dusk one to trust
When bridges fall, and bends corrupt
A silent stream that calls to lead
A stirrer of ones deepest dreams
One whos face could be retraced
Through memory left unerased
A true friend, gods blessing
Of Harmony, Vitality
A chariot of victory
A seed we slowly nurture
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