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Words are meant to be seen.
Language is meant to be heard.
Actions are meant to be felt.
From those,
I built this house of stories.
Along the turbulent lands of the dying Realm where love and purpose entwine themselves in chaos. Poems from a lost bard fly through the sky. They speak of love, loss, promises, vengeance, and even words of a devil.
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Poems I wrote during the The Realm S1 active era: reformatted and hopefully carrying a sense of emotional and rhythmic theming. Tell me which are your favorites!
Words are meant to be seen.
Language is meant to be heard.
Actions are meant to be felt.
From those,
I built this house of stories.
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