The Blacksmith
The man who took pity
Kindness in his iron heart
Taking in the fatherless child
Taking in the motherless child
The man who was innocent
The man who was marked
The mark meant to save his soul
Only to burn in the coals of his flames
For the forgotten child, with whom he pitied
Stole the soul of the kind
Burn by the flames of Fate
Forever burning
The Blacksmith
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