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Prophecy
Prophecy
He is a hater, lover, destroyer,
All in one arrmored being.
His spirt canot be contained
By any living thing.
He will fight a war from both sides,
And 8 more than he there will be.
They will save us from an impending darkness,
And only 2 of 9 will live out peaceful days till death.
He will love two,
One will die with the rising sun,
The other to bear the child of the moon.
Phsychic powers are his weakness,
No one can hide their mind.
He will fight to never die,
Until his right time douth come.
The only,
The oucast,
The youth,
The matriarch,
The loner,
The good,
The evil,
The saving,
The found.
Those are the titles,
For I know not their names.
Bow to the subjects of the lunarians!
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