Life begins with a single choice,
and with the same choice, so it ends.
No matter in what life you poise,
no ones fate can you bend.
Love is such a fickle thing,
sometime enough to make your heart sing.
Yet bitter folly it is to make,
because soon your heart is sure to break.
Death's stroke none can evade,
any bargain soon is paid.
You will pass, and soon so will I,
but a hero's name will never die.
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